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    DAYS #46: Aftermath

    By beebs,

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

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

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

     
    SHERYL: If you get involved with that cop, you keep it strictly business. You use him as an in to find out what you can about EnerNext, and we'll use that in to get what we need. Do not catch feelings, Kaylie. I'm serious.
     
    ***
     
    RAFE: You alright?
     
    Jordan snaps out of it, and turns to Rafe. She smiles again.
     
    JORDAN: Yeah. I'm fine, just...thinking about work.
    RAFE: Well, look. You've got a whole weekend to not think about work, so just...don't worry about it.
    JORDAN: That's not always the easiest thing, and you know it.
     
    Rafe takes Jordan's hand in his and quickly smiles at her, before looking back at the road. Jordan smiles back, feeling reassured.
     
    The rain begins to come down against the windshield. Jordan looks out ahead. As she looks out, she sees a clearing off the upcoming embankment, with a group of cars lining the shoulder. Looking closer, she sees someone lying down on the side of the road.
     
    JORDAN: Oh my God, Rafe. Pull over.
    RAFE: What the...?
     
    Rafe pulls over and Jordan jumps out, and he and Jordan jump from the car. Rafe walks over to where the people are gathered around the woman lying on the side of the road.
     
    RAFE: What happened here?
     
    A middle-aged man turns to Rafe and explains emphatically.
     
    MAN: I was driving up behind when I seen these two drive right off the edge of the road here and off into the lake. The girl here jumps out and the car went right off the edge, I was freakin' out, ya know?
    RAFE: What the...
     
    Looking down, he sees that the woman on the ground is Theresa. As Jordan leans down to check Jordan's vitals, Rafe immediately calls into the station.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Sheryl and Nick are having something to eat at the Brady Pub. Discussing business, as per usual. Sheryl appears very pleased by Nick's news.
     
    SHERYL: I got to admit, Nick. You've really surprised me.
    NICK: Oh really?
    SHERYL: Yeah. I mean, I didn't expect you'd be such a good ally in all this, but...I mean, you've got the media eating out of your hand, you've got all the technology in the world at your fingertips, and you've got the key to prime real estate for the oil sands project in your control. I couldn't have asked for a better ally.
    NICK: And now that Brady is out as CEO, I think we'll finally be able to get Titan TV fully in our corner. And then the rest of Titan's house of cards will collapse right on cue.
     
    As Nick says this, Sheryl raises her glass to toast him. As they clink glasses, Gabi walks into the pub. She spots Nick and walks over.
     
    GABI: Nick! Hey! Sorry if I'm interrupting, do you have a moment?
     
    Nick turns and smiles at Gabi. Sheryl looks up, and smiles Gabi's way.
     
    SHERYL: Oh, don't mind me. I can make some calls. I need to take care of something anyway. If you'll excuse me.
     
    Sheryl gets up and courteously steps away, spotting Jordan quickly heading for the front door to enter the pub. Sheryl motions to Jordan to turn back around and stay outside. Jordan obliges and heads back into the pathway outside the pub, where Sheryl steps out and meets with her.
     
     
     
    SHERYL: I thought you and your cop were taking a "romantic getaway" this weekend.
    JORDAN: Well, we WERE, and then we stumbled upon what might be something huge to help us win this whole thing. No violence, no fight, nothing.
     
    Sheryl is in disbelief. She looks behind her to make sure no one is watching before turning back to Jordan.
     
    SHERYL: Okay, what is it?
    JORDAN: Theresa Donovan was in a car accident outside Salem. The car skidded and drove off an embankment and into the river, but Theresa managed to jump out before the car crashed.
     
    Sheryl looks side to side, confused and disinterested.
     
    SHERYL: What does that have to do with anything?
    JORDAN: Rafe is pretty certain he knows who was driving the car.
    SHERYL: Okay. Who?
     
    Jordan leans in closer, a bit of a sinister's happy look on her face.
     
    JORDAN: Brady Black.
     
    Sheryl's face cannot hide the surprise of the news. Her eyes pop out a bit as she chokes out a reply.
     
    SHERYL: What??
     
     
     
    Inside, Gabi sits down across from Nick and smiles warmly.
     
    NICK: So, to what do I owe the pleasure?
    GABI: Well...I have something to ask you.
    NICK: Yeeeees?
     
    Nick leans in with interest as Gabi fights with everything in her not to recoil in terror, pretending to be at worst, pleasant, and at best, warm and engaging with Nick. She finally, after a few awkward seconds, gets up the courage to ask him.
     
    GABI: ...Did you want to maybe...have dinner with me tonight?
    NICK: Yes! I mean...absolutely, I'd love to. Uh...but where did this come from?
    GABI: Oh I just...it's nothing. I just...I thought about what you said, Nick, and...I agree.
     
    Nick looks on warmly, as though Gabi's his whole world. Gabi is a bit more reticent.
     
    GABI: ...And I think that you've been....so good with this whole....living situation and...really great with Will and Sonny, and of course with Arianna.
    NICK: I...love that little girl so much. As if she were my own flesh and blood.
     
    Gabi smiles, she takes a moment before contining her thought.
     
    GABI: So I wanted to thank you.And how better than a little...date between us.
     
    Gabi cringes a bit as the thought of another date with Nick, but she hides it.
     
    NICK: Okay, but only if I get to be the one to pay for it. You're not exactly a Rockafeller, you know.
    GABI: (laughs) I know. (short sigh) Fine, it's a deal.
     
    Gabi extends her hand to Nick, a cute smirk on her face, and the two shake.
     
    ---
     
    Tyler and Maggie break their handshake as the door to Victor's office opens and Victor returns. He looks up and sees both Maggie and Tyler in his office.
     
    VICTOR: Ah! Tyler. Excellent. I see you've met my wife.
     
    Tyler clears his throat, and nods graciously to Maggie.
     
    TYLER: Indeed I have. You're both very fortunate people. Maggie is lovely.
    VICTOR: Well, thank you. I'd like to think after this many tries at marriage, I'd at least get one right. Now, is this the paperwork on how we'll be handling the switching over from Brady's control to mine?
    TYLER: Uh...yes.
    MAGGIE: Wait...you've taken over Titan from Brady.
     
    Victor looks up from his desk, hesitant to share this news with Maggie.
     
    VICTOR: Yes, there was a meeting this morning. Brady needs to enter rehab. He can't run a company in the state he's in.
    MAGGIE: You were all gung ho about this before, what changed your mind.
    VICTOR: Theresa Donovan and that video she filmed of Brady doing lines of cocaine in some seedy club, then immediately shared it with every vulgar celebrity tabloid she could think of. Something needs to be done.
    MAGGIE: So it's damage control for Titan?
    VICTOR: No! It just makes sense to do it this way. Either way, we've got important business to discuss, Maggie, sit down. Tyler, thank you.
    TYLER: No problem, Vic. And, uh...it was lovely to meet you, Mrs. Kiriakis.
     
    Maggie looks up as Tyler extends a hand once again. She smiles and shakes his hand gently.
     
    MAGGIE: Likewise.
     
    Victor is consumed by his work and pays no mind to the goings-on before him. Once Tyler leaves, Victor launches into his plan.
     
    VICTOR: Okay, let's get down to business.
    MAGGIE: Business?
    VICTOR: Yes. I wanted to give you an anniversary gift...have a look.
     
    Victor places before Maggie a paper, a proposal to re-open the Penthouse Grille, and naming Maggie as majority owner. A wide smile of surprise and disbelief crosses Maggie's face as she reads.
     
    ---
     
    Abigail stands in her room, changing into her work clothes after a shower. She's deep in thought. She stops and notices herself in her full-length mirror. She's wearing a towel across her body and one over her head to help dry her hair.
     
    Looking in the mirror, Abby analyses every curve in her body. Stretch marks that weren't there before. She runs her fingers along her thighs and to her lightly protruding belly.
     
    She stops. As if something is hurting her, she recoils her hands away from her stomach. She stares at her stomach with an intense and distressed look, and tries to suck it in. When this doesn't yield the desired result, Abby takes the towel on her head and uses it to cover the mirror.
     
    She walks over to her vanity, which has a letter on top from University Hospital. The letter is not, however, about her job there.
     
    The letter, dated July 14, 2014, notes that Abby is at approximately 4 months pregnant, and that UH has confirmed her appointments with her OBGYN. Abigail looks over the letter carefully, a look of sickness across her face. She crumples up the letter and throws it across the room, after which she holds her head in her hands, trying to fight back tears.
     
    ABBY: Damn you, EJ. Damn, damn, damn you!
     
    ---
     
    Hope and Rafe are investigating the scene of the accident. The rain complicates their investigation, but they remain unfazed, though Hope is obviously concerned. She walks over to Rafe, who's just stepped away from the edge of the embankment, where he was talking to another investigator.
     
    HOPE: So what's the word on the car?
    RAFE: Well...they pulled it from the river, and they're just running the plates now to see whose it is. No driver inside. Seems Theresa opening the door may have helped whoever it was out. There's a chance the driver may be alive.
     
    Hope looks over at the car being towed away from the scene. She looks at it with a look of recognition. Suddenly the lightbulb goes off.
     
    HOPE: Oh my God. That's...that's Brady's car.
    RAFE: You sure?
    HOPE: Yeah, I see him drive that same one all the time with the cobra on the side. I mean, I don't know a lot about cars but...I'd know it anywhere. It's his baby. Damn it! I just...I was...we have to contact John and...oh my God...
    RAFE: It's okay. I know.
     
    As Hope's emotions begin to take over, Rafe puts a comforting hand on Hope's shoulder.
     
    ---
     
    The elevator doors open at University Hospital as Theresa is wheeled into the Emergency Ward. The doctors and nurses kick into action as her unconscious body is wheeled into a room, as the doctors' talk in medical jargon.
     
    Daniel, having been paged from his office, darts over to Theresa's bedside, ready to jump into action. He asks Maxine questions as he heads over.
     
    DANIEL: What've we got?
    MAXINE: Accident victim, thrown from a car just before it drove off an embankment. Patient is unconscious, with major fractures to her ribs, two broken arms, and a broken leg. Possible head trauma as well.
    DANIEL: Thanks, Maxine. Let's have a look at he--
     
    When he looks down, realizing who his patient is. He is stunned.
     
    DANIEL: Oh. My. God.
     
    ---
     
  2. beebs
    EPISODE 81
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson
     
     
     

     
     
    Hope walks through the Salem Police station towards her office as Rafe approaches. Hope looks over and smiles in greeting as Rafe does the same.
     
     
     
    RAFE: Hey! Just who I was looking for.
     
     
    HOPE: Well, don’t I feel flattered. Come in.
     
     
     
    Hope opens the door to her office and props it open for Rafe come in behind her. He shuts the door after entering as Hope sits down behind her desk.
     
     
     
    HOPE: So I got a few things I’ll need to take care of today so I’m not here long. What’s up?
     
     
     
    Rafe walks over to Hope’s desk and drops a file on it before her.
     
     
     
    RAFE: Well, this can’t really wait. There was another burglary in the west end again last night.
     
     
     
    Hope looks up, stunned and disappointed.
     
     
     
    HOPE: You’re kidding.
     
     
    RAFE: Nope! This time, they at least got a description of the suspect. It’s not perfect, but…
     
     
     
    Hope picks up the file and looks it over quickly, studying it as best she can.
     
     
     
    HOPE: Young male, black, 20-25, muscular build. Grey college hoodie, not Salem U. Wow, okay. Anything turn up so far?
     
     
    RAFE: Nah. This guy seems to have vanished into thin air after the robbery. All they know is he was in a rented moving van, but no one can trace it, they didn’t get the licence plate or anything.
     
     
     
    Hope drops the file on her desk as she looks back over at Rafe.
     
     
     
    HOPE: Damn. (sigh) Alright, well, we’ll keep looking. You doing okay?
     
     
     
    Rafe shrugs, smiling half-heartedly.
     
     
     
    RAFE: Yeah, I’m fine. Can’t complain too much.
     
     
     
    Hope looks at Rafe’s face and raises her eyebrow skeptically.
     
     

     
     
     
    HOPE: Why don’t I believe you?
     
     
     
    Rafe looks up, confused.
     
     
     
    HOPE: It’s Jordan, isn’t it? Rafe, is something going wrong between you?
     
     
     
    Rafe sighs, hesitant to get into this discussion now.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     

     
     
    Daniel stands, stunned in Laura Horton’s office at University Hospital. Laura looks up at him, worried about Daniel’s sudden silence. She gets up from her chair and tries to get Daniel’s attention.
     
     
     
    LAURA: Daniel? Daniel!
     
     
     
    Daniel blinks, suddenly back to reality.
     
     
     
    DANIEL: Hi. Sorry. Umm…look. I think I just…put two and two together and…yeah, I’m worried about Abigail. Very worried.
     
     
     
    Laura looks at Daniel, now more worried than before about her granddaughter.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     

     
     
    Nick sits casually on Percy’s sofa in the cabin, as Percy works away, carefully studying the Titan security videos. Nick scrolls through his tablet, earpiece in one ear, smiling widely at what he’s seeing and hearing as he suddenly gets up and turns to Percy.
     
     
     
    NICK: Got it!
     
     
     
    Percy looks up, peeling the headphones off his ears as though they’d been on for hours. Percy winces in pain as his ears appear, red as tomatoes.
     
     
     
    PERCY: My apologies, Nicholas. I didn’t hear you.
     
     
    NICK: I think I know exactly what we’re going to need to stick it to Victor. Check this out.
     
     
     
    Nick offers his tablet to Percy, who studies the image of Jordan, Sheryl, and Jerome’s meeting. After squinting at it a moment, Percy dons his bifocals, staring once again at the screen looking down his nose.
     
     
     
    PERCY: But…Nicholas, who is that young man there? I’ve never seen him before.
     
     
     
    Nick pulls his tablet away, casually flipping the case around it to close it as he heads back to the sofa to put the tablet away.
     
     
     
    NICK: That…is apparently a man named Jerome Grant. From what I caught, which, incidentally isn’t much because those girls need to stop mumbling so damn much, he knows Jordan and Sheryl from before they came to Salem.
     
     
     
    PERCY: Could he be a danger to us?
     
     
     
    Nick pulls out his cell phone from his bag, smiling his classic smug smirk.
     
     
     
    NICK: Ohhh, I don’t think that’ll be a problem, Percy. Look, I’m gonna head into town, I’ll see you later, okay?
     
     
     
    Nick grabs his laptop bag and slings it over his shoulder as he heads for the door. Percy smiles, nods, and waves as he begins to put his headphones back on.
     
     
     
    PERCY: Absolutely, I’ll keep you informed if I hear or see any so-called “juicy tidbits”, Nicholas!
     
     
    NICK: Great stuff, Percy. See you later on.
     
     
     
    Nick closes the door to the cabin, as he makes his phone call.
     
     
     
    …
     
     
     

     
     
    Gabi, sitting at a table at Town Square, rocking Arianna back and forth in her stroller, hears the phone. She suddenly stops and looks frantically for her phone. Pulling it out, she looks down with a sickened look on her face as she sees Nick’s name on her screen.
     
     
     
    GABI: Oh God.
     
     
     
    Quickly answering, she swallows hard, expecting the worst.
     
     
     
    GABI: Hey Nick, w…what’s up?
     
     
     
    …
     
     
     
    NICK: Hey, Gabi! Uh…look I really have something important to talk to you about. Can you meet me in 20 minutes at the Brady Pub?
     
     
     
    …
     
     
     
    GABI: Uh…sure. Yeah, I can!
     
     
     
    …
     
     
     
    NICK: Great. See you then.
     
     
     
    Nick hangs up the phone, beaming.
     
     
     
    NICK: Ohhh Gabi. You’re gonna love the surprise I have for you.
     
     
     
    Nick walks off toward his car, feeling on top of the world.
     
     
     
    ….
     
     
     
    Gabi hangs up the phone, a look of dread on her face, as she tries to distract Ari, but silently curses Nick. Her sudden tension isn’t lost on Ari, who begins to cry, upsetting Gabi even more.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     

     
     
    Marlena and Eric walk into Club TBD, Eric finally having a laugh with Marlena after spending two days in solemn silence. They find a seat and are handed menus by the server. Marlena and Eric both look up pleasantly, Marlena holding up her hand to stop her before she puts the menus down.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: Oh, it’s okay. I’ll just have a coffee.
     
     
    ERIC: Same for me.
     
     
     
    Marlena turns back to Eric with a serious, but loving face that Eric recognizes immediately. He reacts to it with a change of expression, back inward.
     
     
     
    ERIC: Mom…
     
     
    MARLENA: (interrupting) I know you don’t want me to pry…
     
     
    ERIC: No. Actually, I do. Mom, you’re the only person I can turn to about this. I’m…honestly, I’m really struggling.
     
     
     
    Marlena looks on, now really concerned for Eric. She squints a bit, staring intently at him. Eric catches this and looks down as his coffee is put down on the table in front of him by the waitress, Marlena’s in front of her.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: Eric…what’s the problem?
     
     
     
    Eric breathes in deeply, then sighs as he prepares to tell his mother about his dilemma.
     
     
     
    ERIC: Mom, I’ve been…really troubled ever since this whole…situation with Kristen went down and…I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.
     
     
    MARLENA: Okay. I mean, it’s understandable that you’d have a lot of conflicting emotions, Eric. You lost your vocation. It meant a lot to you, you don’t just…lose that overnight.
     
     
    ERIC: Right, but…(sigh), some things have happened since then…I mean…Sonny and Will’s wedding, among other things…and it’s made me sort of…realize…
     
     
     
    Marlena leans in, trying to catch Eric’s eyes. Eric, stirring his coffee mindlessly, stops, finally looking at his mom.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: Sweetheart. Realize what?
     
     
    ERIC: I’m thinking of leaving the church altogether.
     
     
     
    Marlena’s eyes widen at Eric’s revelation.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
     
     

     
     
    Valerie stands in her office at University Hospital, leaning against her desk with her other hand on her hip, as she stares down her grandson, Jerome.
     
     
     
    VALERIE: Come on now, out with it! Something is on your mind, and you’re a bad liar.
     
     
    JEROME: Grandma…
     
     
    VALERIE: Well, maybe you can fool other people but you sure as Hell can’t fool me. Now spit it out.
     
     
     
    Jerome rolls his eyes, pausing a moment before he gives in. He turns and faces his grandmother, earnestly responding to her.
     
     
     
    JEROME: I just…I ran into old university friends from Toronto here and…we didn’t leave things on a good note. That’s all.
     
     
    VALERIE: Well, you know, it’s not like you’re still kids, Jerome. I think taking the year off before you started your PhD was probably a good idea. Maybe things have mellowed and you’ll work things out.
     
     
    JEROME: Hopefully….I just can’t shake the feeling that something’s happening that I don’t quite understand. I got a bad feeling, Grandma.
     
     
     
    Valerie smiles as she walks over to Jerome, putting her hand under his chin in a form of encouragement.
     
     
     
    VALERIE: You will be alright. In all your years on this Earth, you’ve managed to be smarter, and more resourceful than anyone I’ve ever met. You just remember that.
     
     
     
    Jerome smiles slightly, a warmth in his eyes as he looks at Valerie. He suddenly looks down at his phone and sees the time. Fumbling around a moment, he sets his phone on Valerie’s desk as he asks her a question.
     
     
     
    JEROME: Thanks, Grandma. Look, I gotta get going, uh…you got the keys to the new house?
     
     
     
    Valerie digs into her pocket and pulls out a keyring with three keys on it, tossing them Jerome’s way casually.
     
     
     
    VALERIE: Yep! Got ‘em right here.
     
     
     
    Jerome catches them with ease as he starts for the door.
     
     
     
    JEROME: Thanks. I gotta get this stuff into my room before I head into Salem U. Get into the registrar’s office before it closes. Thanks, Gran!
     
     
    VALERIE: See you later, Sweetie.
     
     
     
    As Jerome closes the door, Valerie watches him, a warm smile on her face, before she grabs her file folder on Roman. She stops as she picks it up, putting it back down again as she sees Jerome’s cell phone.
     
     
     
    VALERIE: Oh Damn it, JEROME!
     
     
     
    She jumps up from her seat and runs for the doorway, but Jerome is already gone. She stops in her doorway, turns back around and sighs. As she heads back to her desk, she stops before it, and stares at Roman’s file.
     
     
     
    VALERIE: Well...maybe it’s time we found some answers for you, Roman.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     
    Rafe looks at Hope, sitting opposite her at her office desk. Rafe tries to hold back his emotions a bit. Hope leans in, trying to catch Rafe’s eye.
     
     
     
    HOPE: Rafe, come on. I think we’ve known each other long enough to know when something’s up with each other.
     
     
     
    Rafe looks up at Hope and sighs. He decides to speak his mind. He begins, fidgeting uncomfortably.
     
     
     
    RAFE: Well…yeah, you’re right. I dunno. Jordan’s been…really distant the last few weeks and I can’t put my finger on why.
     
     
     
    Hope looks at Rafe, concerned.
     
     
     
    HOPE: Has anything changed in the last few weeks? Like…I know she’s been busy with work and all but…
     
     
    RAFE: Nah. It’s mostly been Sheryl. I think she’s going through something and…apparently can’t go to Lucas about it so she goes to Jordan.
     
     
    HOPE: And you get left out in the cold.
     
     
    RAFE: (sigh) Right.
     
     
     
    Hope reaches out and puts her hand over Rafe’s, giving him a comforting look.
     
     
     
    HOPE: Just be patient. Whatever’s going on is not going to break the two of you. I see the both of you and you’re always…incredibly happy when you’re together. Whatever’s going on with Jordan or Sheryl…it’ll pass.
     
     
     
    Rafe smiles slightly, as Hope gets up from her desk and slips on her jacket, and grabs her keys.
     
     
     
    RAFE: Hope you’re right.
     
     
    HOPE: I know I’m right. Look, I’m going to pick up Ciara from school, I’ll keep my eyes open for anything about the burglaries. Okay?
     
     
     
    Rafe gets up from his seat to head into the hallway himself. He holds the door for Hope as she exits the room, with Rafe right behind her.
     
     
     
    RAFE: Sounds good. I’ll text you in a bit if I come up with anything.
     
     
    HOPE: Great. See ya!
     
     
    RAFE: Bye!
     
     
     
    Rafe shuts the door behind Hope. He sighs as he grabs his phone to check for any notification from Jordan.
     
     
     
    RAFE: Nothing. (sigh)
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     
    Laura looks at Daniel, she takes a moment before asking her next question to Daniel, almost afraid of the answer she’ll get.
     
     
     
    LAURA: I’m afraid to ask.
     
     
     
    Daniel immediately starts to pace the room, trying to calm himself a bit in hopes of also placating a now-frantic Laura.
     
     
     

     
     
     
    DANIEL: Look, just…I was Abigail’s doctor when she had that…accident at work. And…I’m not saying to panic but…I will look into this for you, okay? But…don’t worry. I will make sure Abigail is okay.
     
     
     
    Laura exhales and smiles at Daniel, nodding in satisfaction. She relaxes a bit, feeling reassured.
     
     
     
    LAURA: Thank you.
     
     
     
    Laura stops a moment, seeing that Daniel still appears troubled by their conversation. She puts a hand on his arm in reassurance.
     
     
     
    LAURA: And, Daniel. Just…I’m sorry to insert you back in Jennifer’s business like this…I know you two have, well, gone your own way. But…I feel like you…you know my family better than anyone at this hospital and…well…Jenn and Abigail could really use your help. I just…I didn’t know who else to turn to.
     
     
     

     
     
    Daniel nods in understanding. As he responds, Billie approaches Laura’s office door. She hears Daniel’s voice and stops, creaking the door open as he speaks.
     
     
     
    DANIEL: No, it’s okay. I…totally understand why you came to me, and I mean…I’m always going to love your daughter, no matter what’s happened between us. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep Jenn and Abigail safe.
     
     
     
    BILLIE: What are we keeping Jenn and Abby safe from?
     
     
     
    Daniel and Laura both turn around, surprised by Billie’s entrance. Billie looks back, a curious look on her face.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     
    Marlena looks at Eric incredulously. She leans in closer to him, almost scolding him with her reaction.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: Are you serious? Eric, you were so passionate about being a priest, it…it was your life—
     
     
    ERIC: …WAS my life, Mom.
     
     
    MARLENA: Eric, don’t let Kristen win. She’s taken so much from us already, you can’t…
     
     
     
    Eric holds up his hand to try to stop his mom from continuing.
     
     
     
    ERIC: Mom…please. It’s not about Kristen. In fact, I’m starting to think that it’s because everything that happened was because of Kristen, that…maybe that’s why it’s taken me until now to make this decision.
     
     
     
    Marlena chokes a bit on her words, unsure how to respond, but still not pleased.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: I…I, I mean how…look, you just need the proof that Dr. Chyka’s drug is what poisoned you that night, and you’ll be exonerated. We know that.
     
     
     
    Eric looks down, already exhausted by Marlena’s unrelenting pressure.
     
     
     
    ERIC: Mom—
     
     
    MARLENA: Eric! You can’t give up when you’re so close to clearing your name.
     
     
    ERIC: Mom! I’m not about to give up. I will never stop until people know the truth about what happened to me that night. But, Mom, how am I supposed to support a system of beliefs that tells me that my nephew…not only doesn’t have the right happiness with the man he loves, but that they both should be killed for it. Just for loving each other? How do I support a church that is so ready to throw me under the bus, and to judge me as this…monster, when I was a victim? There is so much…evil that is swept under the rug in this church, and they want to dismiss a priest who comes out as gay? I mean…Mom, they won’t even acknowledge your marriage to John, even with all the extenuating circumstances that caused your affair and your divorce from Dad.
     
     
     
    Marlena looks down, nodding sadly as she thinks back on her affair with John.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: I know that was hard, but…
     
     
    ERIC: Mom, it’s…I chose to overlook it for a very, very long time. Because I saw the good that being faithful, and being a priest could do. The benefit it could have to humanity, and the…the joy and comfort that my faith could bring, and I wanted to share that with the world. And maybe I was doing it, in a way to…make my family proud, I don’t know. But the fact remains that I could not reconcile my faith and my love for my family. And my desire to see them happy with the people they love.
     
     
     
    Marlena reaches out across the table and grabs Eric’s hands in hers. Squeezing them tightly, she begins to cry, a look of pride across her face.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: Ohh, Eric. My darling boy. I don’t care what your vocation is. I will ALWAYS be proud of you. And so will your father, and your grandmother, and your aunts and uncles and everybody.
     
     
     
    Eric and Marlena share a laugh, as Marlena holds Eric’s hands firmly.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: I want you to remember, no matter what…I couldn’t be more proud of you than I am right now. Don’t you ever forget that.
     
     
    ERIC: Thanks, Mom.
     
     
     
    Marlena and Eric get up from their seats and share a tight, warm hug that seems to last ages. As Marlena lets go of Eric, she looks him dead in the eyes, still a bit teary.
     
     
     
    MARLENA: And whatever you do decide…I will support you. No matter what.
     
     
     
    Eric nods, feeling the first bit of comfort he’s felt in a long time.
     
     
     
    ERIC: You know, you don’t realize how comforting it is to hear that. Seriously, thank you. I love you.
     
     
    MARLENA: Oh, Eric.
     
     
     
    Marlena pulls Eric in again for a hug, once again holding him tightly, like she was comforting him as a boy.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     
    Nick looks up from his tablet, as he sits in the booth at the Brady Pub. He spots Gabi in the doorway and gets up from his seat. He goes to grab Arianna, but Gabi tenses up, reactively pulling her closer to her chest. She tries to pass it off as nothing and points to the high chair in the corner.
     
     
     
    GABI: No, no! I got her, can you just…grab the high chair for me.
     
     
     
    Nick turns around and spots the high chair, springing into action dutifully.
     
     
     
    NICK: Oh! Yeah, absolutely.
     
     
     
    Nick steps over to grab the high chair, and sets it up for Ari to sit in. Gabi smiles and slots Ari in carefully, with Nick’s help.
     
     
     
    GABI: There we go! Easy does it.
     
     
     
    Once Ari’s in place, the pair sit down.
     
     
     
    GABI: Ohh, thank you, Nick.
     
     
     
    Nick shifts midsentence towards Ari, paying the beautiful young child some attention, but Ari is not having it and flinches at Nick’s touch.
     
     
     
    NICK: Anything for you and this beautiful little girl of yours! Hey sweetie!!
     
     
     
    Ari kicks Nick’s hand away, causing Nick to jump back a bit, and having a short laugh about it.
     
     
     
    NICK: Wow, she’s feisty today!
     
     
     
    Gabi laughs nervously in response before becoming fairly serious, nervously asking Nick the question of the hour.
     
     
     
    GABI: Heh, yeah. She’s…like that some days. You never know. So…uh…why did you ask me to come, Nick? It sounded...pretty important on the phone.
     
     
    NICK: Oh, trust me, Gabi. This is…life-changing news. Without a doubt.
     
     
     
    Gabi looks to one side, grimacing, trying to fake a smile and failing.
     
     
     
    GABI: Can’t wait.
     
     
     
    Nick looks down at his trusty tablet, swiping through different screens until he pulls up the screen to show Gabi.
     
     
     
    NICK: Kate and I have been working on a new line for MadWorld. It’s a young, fresh line of skin care that is 40% less heavy than your main line products with just as long-lasting coverage. Can’t really get into details more than that, but…it’s tested REALLY well.
     
     
    GABI: That sounds fantastic. W…what does it have to do with me?
     
     
     
    Nick turns the tablet toward Gabi and hands it to her. On the screen is a beauty shot from Gabi’s old modelling shoots with a tester from the new line photoshopped in. Gabi looks on in shock as Nick reveals his intentions.
     
     
     
    NICK: We want you to be the face of the new line.
     
     
     
    Gabi looks up at Nick, breathing in deeply, an almost panic-stricken look on her face.
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     
  3. 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.
     

    ---
     
     
     
     
  4. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 20
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson
     
    Sami is in the garden, deep in thought, thinking back on her fight with EJ, his revelation about his raping her, and their son together, Johnny. Sami thinks of him, but for the first time, Sami connects her young son with EJ's ultimatum in the car during the snowstorm. Her pain, her feeling of violation, her sense of helplessness in the situation. She flashes back further in that moment to her rape as a teenager. She tries to stop the associations, but the flashbacks overwhelm her, she begins crying.
     
    Johnny spots Sami from the house and emerges from inside to run over to her to give her a hug.
     
    JOHNNY: Mommy!!
     
    Sami winces at his touch, but holds it in. She tries to keep a cool head, but she still needs time to think and alone time. She hugs Johnny back, but pulls away quickly.
     
    SAMI: Hey Johnny.
    JOHNNY: Mommy, you look sad. What's wrong? Did you have another fight with Dad?
    SAMI: Of course not, honey. I just...I need some time alone to think. But it's sweet you came to see me. But...I need you to do me a favour.
    JOHNNY: What's that?
    SAMI: I need you to go upstairs and do whatever homework you have. And I promise you I'll bring home something tasty from the bakery when you're done, okay?
    JOHNNY: Yeah!
     
    Johnny excitedly runs back into the house. Sami watches Johnny run inside before breaking down in tears, slumping down in the grass.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Kim holds her hand out to Theresa again, as they stand in the hallway of the apartment block.
     
    KIM: Look, Theresa, I tried to tell you I was coming to see the apartment about 6 times. You never answered.
    THERESA: Well, I was busy. In fact, I'm still busy. I'm on my way out.
     
    Theresa brusquely shuts the door to her apartment and locks it up, almost to prove a point to Kim that she's unwelcome inside. Before stepping away, she points her key at Kim.
     
    THERESA: Look, do me a favour. Don't come knocking on my door for "friendly visits", and for God's sake, don't spy on me. I'm an adult, and I don't need you or anyone else in this family of Polyannas to come check up on me. Got it?
     
    Theresa storms off to the elevator. Kim sighs heavily. The landlord stands awkwardly in the hall next to Kim, unsure what to do or say.
     
    LANDLORD: So...I assume you've met your new neighbour before?
     
    Kim shoots the landlord a look.
     
    ---
     
    Roman, Kate, and Lucas are at Roman's office at the police station, going over Roman's discoveries on Jordan & Sheryl.
     
    ROMAN: So...Kate, you are going to have to keep Jordan around at all costs. I see she's with Rafe. Support them, or at least appear to. Whatever you do, you cannot make it obvious that you're onto her. At any cost. Same goes for you, Lucas. I need you both to keep Sheryl on your payroll. Make it seem like nothing has changed.
     
     
    Lucas looks sick after that statement.
     
    LUCAS: I may have already blown that.
    KATE: What do you mean by that?
    LUCAS: Well, I ran into Sheryl at Club TBD earlier and I...I admit, I was acting really standoffish.
    KATE: Do you think she suspects anything?
    LUCAS: It's possible. But I think I can maybe calm her nerves later on. I'm gonna meet her for dinner at Chez Rouge after this.
    ROMAN: That's good. That'll keep her suspicions at bay for now. Now, here's what we're gonna do. The ISA is going to send over an agent to work with you at MadWorld, and their sole function will be to suss out exactly what Sheryl and Jordan are up to, and they'll be working overtime to try to stop them before anything serious goes down.
    KATE: Well, how will I explain this to my other employees? Is it going to be someone I can use? I mean...I can't just throw some random person into the executive team.
    ROMAN: You won't have to. The ISA is sending Billie. That way, no one's suspicions will be raised, and you'll have someone who knows your company.
     
    Kate smiles, impressed that Roman truly thought of everything with this plan.
     
    KATE: Roman Brady, you're a genius.
     
    ---
     
    Brady enters Chez Rouge. Maggie greets him at the door, a hesitant smile on her face.
     
    MAGGIE: Brady.
    BRADY: Maggie! Uh...I made...a reservation for two tonight.
    MAGGIE: Oh really! Is this a date?
    BRADY: Yes, it most definitely is, so I figured, where better to take a beautiful young lady than to the most intimate restaurant in town.
    MAGGIE: Ohhh, don't flatter me, Brady. Come on now. I'll show you to your seat.
     
    Maggie motions Brady over to a table, and talks with him as she heads over.
     
    MAGGIE: I assume she's meeting you here, then?
    BRADY: Yeah. She is, she should be along shortly so...
     
    Maggie shows Brady to his seat. Maggie talks to him as he sits down.
     
    MAGGIE: That's lovely. I'll be sure to send her your way. Listen...Brady, I want to tell you how glad I am to see you find someone new to connect with. I really do hope this is the start of a great new direction for you. You deserve it.
     
    Brady smiles, somewhat surprised after not having heard a single word of praise in awhile.
     
    BRADY: Thanks, Maggie. I appreciate that.
    MAGGIE: Don't mention it. So who is this young lady you'll be dining with tonight?
    THERESA: Her name's Theresa Donovan, and she's oh-so happy to be here.
     
    Theresa takes Maggie by surprise, and Maggie turns around, all the joy and hope washed from her face as she looks at Brady's date.
     
    ---
     
    EJ and Abby are inside Abby's office at the hospital. EJ has come to break off their affair, and, believing they are alone, is being rather candid about the whole issue. Little do either of them know that Anne Milbauer is around the corner, holding her cell phone on record.
     
    Abigail is feeling a little uncomfortable after EJ explicitly states that he wants to end their affair, but refuses to let it show. She maintains her alluring presence.
     
    ABBY: Why would you want to give this up, EJ? What is it? Did Sami give you a hard time?
    EJ: Let's not go there, Abigail.
     
    Abigail wraps her arms around EJ's neck, leaning in slowly for a kiss, her speech softer with every word.
     
    ABBY: Why not? We seem to go there over and over...and over.
     
    EJ ducks away before Abigail can plant a kiss on him. Anne stands, excited as all get-out over how juicy the whole situation is.
     
    EJ: Enough, Abigail. I'm serious. Look, I need you to understand something. It's not just that it's inappropriate for you to be throwing yourself at me in your workplace, but you have to remember, Samantha and I...we have children together. Alright? I can't be risking what may be my last chance to allow my kids to grow up with both their parents together. Happy. I lost that chance at a very early age, Abigail. I won't put my kids through it as well.
     
    Abigail becomes increasingly pensive as EJ speaks. Her facade of confidence and sensuality cracks, and the insecure girl in her re-emerges.
     
    ABBY: My God. I've been so stupid. And selfish.
    EJ: Abigail, don't beat yourself up over thi--
    ABBY: And YOU! You want to pretend this never happened. Don't you? Just sweep me under the rug? Or maybe you wanna pull me out on special occasions when you haven't been getting any from Sami, huh? Business trips?
    EJ: Abigail, you know this isn't just some cheap sex for me. I really do care for you.
    ABBY: But that's the thing...that's what I just realized. It isn't just some cheap sex for you. It's control. You aren't getting sex from Sami. She's controlling you. And you wanna feel like the man, in charge of someone's emotions. And that's where I come in. Right, EJ?
    EJ: That's not it at all, Abigail, I'm telling you. It's...look, something happened tonight. Something took over in me, and I...I said something I really shouldn't have. But it made me realize what's important in my life. And what's important to me is my family. Samantha, and our children. They are my family.
    ABBY: I understand that, EJ. I really do. Your kids need you, Sami loves you, but that's the thing. You love control more than you'll ever love her.
    EJ: That's not fair, Abigail.
    ABBY: None of this is fair. I wish I'd never gone to Smith Island in the first place.
     
    Abigail turns around, shaking her head, upset, and thinking hard about that fateful trip to the island cabin.
     
    ABBY: But that doesn't mean I just turn my feelings off for you. I still want you. I really do wish that we'd been able to keep going this morning.
    EJ: (with a little laugh) It's not all that, I promise you. Sex in the office just makes a mess for yourself to clean up later.
    ABBY: This isn't a laughing matter, though, EJ. Look, I really need to...I need to clear my head.
     
    Abigail turns to head out of the room, EJ grabs her arm to stop her.
     
    EJ: Abigail. Wait. I'm sorry this hasn't worked out in your favour. But remember. I'm always here for you. No matter what. I want to remain your friend.
    ABBY: How's that even gonna be possible, EJ?
    EJ: You'll find a way. Remember, you're important to me. More than you know.
     
    EJ turns and walks out of the office. Abigail tries in vain to hold in tears, as Anne walks into her office, applauding slowly.
     
    ANNE: You know, that performance could've won you an Emmy. Good work, Abby!
     
    Abigail turns around in horror to see Anne in her doorway.
     
    ---
  5. beebs
    EPISODE 90
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson
    Inside Anita's cabin, the dark night is lit up by the roar of the fire. A late winter snow and wind whips past outside, but inside, the home is warm and comforting. Anita sits inside, curled up on her sofa, engrossed in a book. She stares down at the page through her reading glasses, perched on the tip of her nose, as the sound of footsteps emerge from the guest bedroom.

    It's Brady.
    Anita turns, surprised to see him finally up and out of his room.
    ANITA: Good Lord! You're out of your room!
    Brady looks at Anita, inquisitively.
    BRADY: Yeah! I mean...well...the fire and all...
    Anita pulls her reading glasses off, a smile on her face as she looks at Brady, amazed to see him out.
    ANITA: I just...well...I knew you'd been moving around your room but...you've barely been out since you've been here.
    BRADY: I...I know. I just...I'm glad you gave me the space to...you know...recover and...clear my mind.
    Anita moves over slightly on her sofa, then pats the space next to her, encouraging Brady to sit down, he walks slowly over and sits down, though awkwardly, his legs weak from weeks of under-use.
    ANITA: Sit, sit! Look...Brady, I...you know I don't mean to pry but...darling, what happened to you before I found you on the shore? Whatever it is...it's deeply troubling you, and...maybe I can help you with it?
    Brady looks down, sighing, as his mind wanders back to the night of his accident. The memories flood back to him.
    ***
    FLASHBACK TO EPISODE 39

    Theresa pulls her little vial of cocaine out for Brady. He brazenly pours it out on the table in front of him and grabs his wallet to grab a credit card to cut it up with. Theresa is barely paying attention, as she uses her cell phone camera to try to get a good look at her makeup.

    THERESA: I still look so good right now. Better than that bitch Chloe. God, her singing got on my nerves you know that?
    BRADY: Stop talking about Chloe like that! She's...great.
    THERESA: Sure, Brady. Whatever. I think I'm gonna take a selfie of this.

    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.
    ***
    FLASHBACK TO EPISODE 41

    As the car takes off, Brady is back at the club, looking for Theresa. Unable to see her, he sees Chloe and stops her to ask.

    BRADY: Hey, uh...have you seen Theresa at all?
    CHLOE: No, the last time I saw her she was heading out the door in a hurry.
    BRADY: What?
    ***
    FLASHBACK TO EPISODE 43

    Brady opens the doors to the board room, overhearing Victor's announcement.

    VICTOR: Then it is so...as of today, the 27th of July, 2014, Brady Black is temporarily relieved of his duties as CEO of Titan Industrie--
    BRADY: NO!

    The board turn around in shock at Brady's outburst...

    ***
    FLASHBACK TO EPISODE 45

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

    THERESA: B...Brady, slow down.

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

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

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

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

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

    His speed is now reaching 85mph.

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

    Theresa looks away from Brady. 

    90mph.

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

    THERESA: BRADY, LOOK OUT!

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

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

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

    ***
    Brady snaps out of his haze, as he begins to breathe heavily, almost having a panic attack right in front of a very concerned Anita, who has wrapped her arm around Brady's shoulders.
    ANITA: Brady! Brady! Are you alright? Talk to me!
    Brady shakes his head, coming out of his state, he looks at Anita, swallowing heavily before answering her, still gasping for air.
    BRADY: I...I can't, Anita. I just...I gotta...
    Brady gets up from the sofa, and grabs a coat from the coat rack. He quickly darts toward the door and steps out, shutting it hastily behind him. Left behind in the house is Anita, looking at the door in shock. She settles back down on the couch, mouth left hanging open in shock.
    ---

    Sheryl lies asleep in her bed, lying next to a wide-awake Lucas. Lucas stirs silently, unable to close his eyes.
    He sighs as he turns to look at a dormant Sheryl, he breathes heavily, looking uncomfortably at Sheryl in bed. He swallows, as if gasping for air, as he turns away to get up out of the bed, trying not to wake Sheryl.
    He sits quietly at the edge of the bed, as though trying to catch his breath. He looks up, standing up as quietly as possible, grabbing his boxers from the floor and hastily putting them on before turning to walk over to the window. Deep in thought, he looks out and sighs as he stares off into the night.
    ---

    Nicole and Eric flop down, spent from the passionate sex they've just had. Breathing heavily, they look lovingly at each other in bed. Nicole turns back towards her new fiance and puts her hand on his chest, playing with his chest hair as she talks softly to him.
    NICOLE: You know...if it's like this every time, I can't wait to be Mrs. Eric Brady.
    Eric smiles, laughing a bit to himself as Nicole looks on, mock-offended.
    NICOLE: What?!
    ERIC: I just had a thought...
    Nicole looks at Eric, inquistively.
    NICOLE: And that is...?
    Eric turns his head to face Nicole. He raises his eyebrow and replies casually to her.
    ERIC: Are you gonna take me to Red Lobster now? 
    Nicole punches Eric's arm playfully as he laughs, clutching his arm in pain momentarily through his laughter.
    NICOLE: You're so WEIRD.
    ERIC: (laughs) No, but seriously...I was thinking...why wait? Why don't we get married tomorrow?
    Nicole looks at Eric, shocked by his suggestion.
    ---
    Inside the living room of the Kiriakis mansion, Victor stands, sipping his drink slowly. While his family appears to unravel before his eyes in the garden, and his great-nephew is married to a woman he loathes, his stress is high. His glass of bourbon shakes in his hand as he simmers with rage.
    Looking down after taking a sip, he sees a picture of Brady on his desk. Feeling emotional, Victor grits his teeth hard.
    Suddenly, something appears to jolt Victor from within. He drops his glass of bourbon on the carpet, as he grabs his chest, the glass shattering on the ground.
    ---
     
    ---

    Jordan and Jerome stand in Jordan's hotel room, a palpible tension between the ex-lovers. Jerome stands behind Jordan, waiting for an answer. Jordan turns, looks at Jerome, annoyed by his probing questions, and answers angrily.
    JORDAN: My decisions and who I'm with now are no longer any of your concern, got it?
    Jerome stares at Jordan a moment, before bursting out laughing. He shakes his head at Jordan, crossing his arms.
    JEROME: That was a great performance, girl. I gotta hand it to you. But I'ma tell you something. Okay, you...you're in love with that dude. It's obvious. And you and I know damn well how dangerous that is when you're in town on a job. Especially when you in deep with a cop. 
    Jordan turns away from Jerome again, now folding her arms, and rolling her eyes, not wanting to hear Jerome's advice. Jerome responds by stepping in closer to his ex.
    JEROME: For God's sake, Kay! Have you looked this Hernandez dude up? He used to be an FBI agent! You know how much danger you're in if he figures out your ties to this EnerNext takedown? You have no choice but to leave town...and him.
    Jordan turns back around, walking right past Jerome toward the door again, not even  looking him in the eye.
    JORDAN: You're just trying to stir up trouble becuase you want me back. And as God is my witness, I am never EVER going back to you. You need to get that through your head, Jerome.
    Jordan swings the door open to her suite, pointing the way out to Jerome.
    JEROME: I'm not trying to stir anything up. I'm just looking out for you. Evidently something you aren't doing.
    JORDAN: I am looking out for me. And I found a better way out. So whatever you and Sheryl have cooked up for tomorrow, I want no part in.
    Jerome shakes his head as he steps toward the door.
    JEROME: I got news for you. You're already too far in. There's no way out now.
    Jordan snaps at Jerome, staring him down menacingly as her voice raises at him.
    JORDAN: GET. OUT!
    Jerome obliges, never taking his eyes off Jordan as he steps past the doorway. He turns before Jordan closes the door, and gives Jordan one last tidbit of advice.
    JEROME: Alright! I'm out. But remember. There is no way out of this. Even if you do manage to worm your way out of this situation, your little detective friend is gonna find out all about your...extra-curriculars. And it ain't gone end well.
    Jordan looks unmoved by Jerome's warning.
    JORDAN: Goodbye, Jerome.
    JEROME: See you tomorrow, Kay!
    Jordan rolls her eyes as she slams the door shut behind him. Jordan leans against the door after its shut, the front of strength she put up against Jerome withering away, as she looks around, panicked by his stern warning.
    ---
    Lucas looks intensely out the window of Sheryl's apartment. The night sky is dark, and the cloudcover means not a star in the sky. Looking out over the lights of the centre of Salem, he barely blinks as he thinks over what has just happened. 
    Sheryl's words still linger in his head from earlier.
    "You know....I never could understand...how a man....could still call himself a man...and not want to make love."
    Lucas looks back at Sheryl, a bitterness in his eyes as she glares her way.
    Wordlessly, he walks back over, puts on pants, and hastily throws back on his white t-shirt and dress shirt, barely managing to grab his suit jacket before he heads for the door.
    On his way out, he takes one look back at Sheryl, before quietly closing the door behind him.
    On the floor near the door, his tie has fallen in his haste to leave.
    ---
    Nicole can barely choke out her reply to Eric about his offer to elope, as she lays in bed next to him, wide-eyed, and open-mouthed.
    NICOLE: I...what? Eric, I mean...that's not what I had in mind for this wedding...at ALL!
    Eric interrupts her just at the end, taking her hand in his as he speaks gently to her, trying to calm her nerves with reason.
    ERIC: I...I know. Look, I would love to do it the traditional way and have a huge wedding with all our families there but...I mean...think about it, Nicole. That's really unlikely with my family.
    Nicole shrugs, acknowledging the facts Eric's laying out.
    NICOLE: Fair enough, I mean, your sister alone would probably try to drag me back up the aisle.
    ERIC: ...Aaaaand not to mention my mother. I...I had a long talk with her and...I mean, we're just patching things up after what happened with Kristen and...(sigh) I just don't...I don't want another huge falling out. I'd rather just...quietly get married and...well, we can tell our families in our own time. Hopefully, without drama or any attempts to stop the wedding from happening.
    NICOLE: Do you honestly think we can make that happen, though?
    Eric thinks momentarily, sighing at the thought of having to hide his nuptuals.
    ERIC: We stand a better chance of just making it to the altar this way. 
    NICOLE: But we'll still have to face your family when we get back. I mean, Eric, I don't want our marriage to be this deep, dark secret, like we're ashamed of it. 
    ERIC: I know. But...I'll make you a deal. We get married officially tomorrow. Just a simple justice-of-the-peace ceremony, and once my family gets used to the idea of us being together and..their opinion of you mellows a bit, we do a big ceremony, the right way. Okay?
    Nicole smiles, nodding slowly in agreement to Eric's idea.
    NICOLE: I think I can handle that.
    ERIC: Good. I uh...I'll call Daniel in the morning, and we'll get this all organized?
    NICOLE: And I guess I'll call Chloe, and...we head up to Chicago?
    Eric smiles warmly at his soon-to-be-wife, raising a hand to gently stroke her cheek.
    ERIC: You ever feel like a teenager?
    NICOLE: Doing something BAD and rebellious?
    Eric and Nicole giggle as they lean in slowly to gently touch each other's lips in a kiss.
    ---
    Brady stands out by the lake, watching the waves crash against the shore. He stares straight ahead, barely even blinking as Anita walks over to him, wrapped warmly in her winter coat. She stands silently beside him for a moment, looking up at him with a piping hot cup of tea in her head.
    Looking up, she offers him the tea.
    ANITA: You took off in a real hurry.
    Brady breaks his gaze, looking down at Anita, as he accepts the cup of tea.
    BRADY: I had to get out of there.
    Brady takes a sip of the tea, before raising the cup in a toast.
    BRADY: Thanks for the tea, by the way.
    ANITA: Anytime. I thought you'd be cold out here.
    BRADY: Nah...it's not that bad. Besides, gives me some time to think. Some fresh air's good for the ol' brain.
    ANITA: I would have thought you'd have plenty of time to think cooped up in that room all the time.
    Brady laughs a bit at Anita's remark, still staring straight out at the water before him.
    BRADY: Funny enough, I spend most of my time in there trying not to think. About anything, really...sneaks up on you sometimes.
    ANITA: What do you mean?
    BRADY: (sigh) Just...thinking about your family. What you left behind.
    Anita stops a moment before responding. She hesitates even to say it, but eventually goes ahead anyway.
    ANITA: Brady, don't you think you should eventually go back to Salem?
    Brady looks back out at the water, shaking his head quickly.
    BRADY: Nah. No way. If I do go back, my life in Salem is over, anyway. There's nothing left for me there.
    Anita looks at Brady with a pained expression. Brady continues to look straight out for a moment, before turning to look at Anita.
    BRADY: You know...you ever get the feeling that something terrible is about to happen, you just...no rhyme or reason to feel that way, it's just...your gut?
    ANITA: Ohhh yeah. I've had that feeling a lot the last few weeks.
    BRADY: Yeah...I'm feeling that now. And it feels like it's partly my fault.
    Brady stares back out at the water. Anita joining him as the sound of the waves crashing against the shore mesmerize them.
    ---

    Maggie, Alex, and Noelle stand in the kitchen at the Kiriakis Mansion. Maggie, still prepping dinner for everyone, turns toward the couple, who are stood together, with Alex embracing Noelle from behind. She smiles at them, loving their closeness.
    MAGGIE: Well, you two. Dinner's almost ready. I'm just going into the living room to let Victor know and we'll be ready to start. Okay?
    NOELLE: Alright, Maggie. We'll be in the dining room in a minute.
    MAGGIE: Alright, but I don't want you two lovebirds to be late to the dinner table either, okay?
    Alex and Noelle laugh as Maggie heads for the swinging door to the kitchen.
    ALEX: Alright, promise.
    Alex and Noelle hold up one hand, gesturing the promise to Maggie, who shakes her head while laughing at the happy couple.
    After Maggie steps out of the room, Noelle quickly turns around to face her husband, kissing him quickly on the lips.
    NOELLE: You know, I could really get used to being a Kiriakis.
    ALEX: Now THAT is something I never thought I'd hear you say.
    NOELLE: (laughs) It's true, though. Honestly, I'm grateful that Maggie's been so welcoming to me. It's really made a difference.
    Alex takes both of Noelle's hands and looks her intensely in the eyes.
    ALEX: Look, Victor will come around. Just give him time, and whatever misgivings he has about you are gonna fade away.
    NOELLE: I'm...not so sure.
    ALEX: Well, I am. So don't worry, okay?
    Noelle smiles, leaning in to kiss Alex again. The couple wrap their arms around each other as their kiss evolves from a quick peck on the lips to a more passionate one.
    ---

    Outside, in the Kiriakis garden, Justin puts a hand on Sonny's shoulder to try to get his attention, but Sonny shrugs it off immediately, aggravated by Justin and Adrienne's intense conversation at his and Will's expense.
    SONNY: Don't...touch me right now, Dad. I'm serious. You two have seriously got to back off. All the way off. 
    Adrienne pleads with her son, stepping towards him, and trying to take his hand, but Sonny will have none of it and lurches away.
    ADRIENNE: Please, Sonny, just...you have to understand, I'm just trying to look out for yo--
    SONNY: ...No! No, you need to stop doing that. Okay, your idea of looking out for me, which, by the way, I don't need because I am an adult...is smothering me, and it's toxic. It is starting to tear away at my relationship with the man I want to spend the rest of my life with, and we haven't even made it to the altar yet!
    Adrienne stops, trying to choke out a response to Sonny while holding back tears.
    ADRIENNE: I just don't want you to make a big mistake. And I'm sorry, Will, but I think that Sonny marrying you would be a huge mistake.
    Will shakes his head, feigning cluelessness at Adrienne's reasons for not wanting he and Sonny to marry, knowing that her answer will sound absurd to Sonny.
    WILL: But why, Mrs. Kiriakis. I mean, you know Sonny and I have been through a lot. And I've stood by him. So why are you so concerned now?
    ADRIENNE: Because, Will, I know what your mother's like, and I've seen the way you look at--
    Adrienne gets cut off by the sound of Maggie's shocked voice coming from inside the house.
    MAGGIE: (from inside) OH MY GOD, VICTOR!
    Everyone turns around suddenly, stunned by what they hear.
    Sonny is the first to react, running quickly inside, as the others filter in.

    Inside, Maggie kneels by Victor's limp body, sobbing as she panicks, trying to figure out whether Victor is alive or dead.
    Sonny arrives first, followed by Alex, Will, Adrienne, and Justin, as Noelle slowly saunters in behind them all, arms folded, with a much different look on her face from the others.
    Maggie looks up as Sonny rushes into action, pulling his phone out from his pocket. Maggie shouts out to the others.
    MAGGIE: I think he's had a heart attack, call the ambulance.
    Sonny dials 911 immediately, as the others are stunned, almost too stunned to react, as they observe Victor lying on the floor, struggling to breathe. Justin then jumps over, kneeling down with Maggie, as he grabs Victor's hand.
    SONNY: (into phone) Yes, this is Sonny Kiriakis, we think my uncle's just had a heart attack...
    ---
  6. beebs
    EPISODE 91
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    The doors to the elevator at University Hospital open, to find the Kiriakis clan step out, by and large upset and a bit panicked, as Maggie in particular moves briskly to the nurses' station to ask Maxine about Victor.

    MAGGIE: Maxine! Where's Victor's room?

    Maxine quickly points down the hall to guide Maggie, as she turns herself toward the room.

    MAXINE: Just over here, Maggie. But you can't go in yet, they're operating!

    Maggie runs before Maxine's even finished her sentence toward the door, stopping just outside, upset that she can't go in to see her ailing husband.

    Alex, Sonny and Will hang back, as Justin and Adrienne step forward, the shock still plain on their faces.


    Daniel steps out from the room VIctor's in and immediately sees his mother's worried face. He sighs, giving a half-hearted smile, as Maggie rushes over to him.

    MAGGIE: Daniel! How is he?

    Daniel holds up one hand, a half-hearted attempt to calm Maggie down, as the others move over closer to him to hear what he has to say.

    DANIEL: He's stable. Victor had a heart attack.

    Maggie clenches, upset by the news, she grabs Adrienne's hand for support.

    ALEX: How bad was it?
    DANIEL: (sigh) It wasn't minor. But...I wouldn't worry too much, he's getting prepped for surgery now.
    WILL: Is he gonna be okay?
    DANIEL: Victor's in...remarkably good health for his age. I think the bulk of the problem has been the stress he's been under lately. We may have underestimated how much pressure he's been under the past few months.

    Maggie looks at her son, the feelings of guilt rushing over her as she recalls her snapping at him, knowing the pain he's been through.

    JUSTIN: Alright, Daniel, just...keep us updated.
    DANIEL: For sure.

    Daniel stops to give Maggie a hug, before stepping away to prep for surgery. 

    DANIEL: Alright, I gotta go prep for surgery, I'll let you know as soon as I know anything. I love you.
    MAGGIE: I love you too. Thank you.

    Daniel walks off at a determined pace, as Maggie starts to crumble. Sonny takes her other hand and pulls her towards him, putting her in a tight embrace.

    MAGGIE: It's all my fault.
    ADRIENNE: No, sweetie! Absolutely not! You were upset, and we've all been under a lot of pressure. You can't blame yourself for this.

    Maggie begins to sob as she holds onto Sonny, Adrienne provides comfort, gently stroking Maggie's back, as the family circles Maggie for support.

    ---


    Kim walks through Horton Town Square, quickly scurrying to get to her car as she's walking alone at night, when she spots a familiar face.

    KIM: Roman! Hey!


    Roman looks confused, before turning to face his sister. He looks at her with a look of a total stranger.

    ROMAN: I...Hello...

    Kim looks at her brother, a concerned look on her face and she leans over to touch his shoulder.

    KIM: I...Roman, it's...it's me...Kimmy!

    Roman stares at Kim, totally bewildered by her. Kim looks back, a smile on her face, but with an increasing tension and panic in her face.

    ---


    Jennifer smiles as she and Liam sit at a late evening dinner at Chez Rouge. Liam pours Jennifer a glass of champagne, never taking his eyes off her.

    JENNIFER: You know, you have this really sexy look in your eyes right now.
    LIAM: Oh yeah? Well if that's a come-on, we haven't had our food yet.

    Jennifer feigns offense, as Liam laughs.

    JENNIFER: Well, I never! Putting off romance for food? I don't know about you, Mister!
    LIAM: Ohh, I've always got time for romance.

    Liam leans over the table and gently kisses Jennifer on the lips, before sitting back down in his seat.

    LIAM: But I've also learned, that good things come to those who wait.
    JENNIFER: Isn't that the truth.

    Jenn raises her glass, as Liam does the same. They toast, once again never taking their eyes off each other.

    ---

    A woman in black pumps walks quickly into the terminal of Salem International Airport. She walks over toward the exit, but stops just beforehand. Pulling her phone out, she taps the screen on her phone to get an Uber from the airport to the Horton House.


    It's Abigail.

    ---


    Nicole lies in bed, Eric's arms around her, as she sleeps soundly, deep in a dream:

    ***
    Nicole stands before the justice of the peace, beaming as she looks at Eric. Flowers in her hand, she's about to become Mrs. Eric Brady.

    JUSTICE OF PEACE: We are gathered here to today to join Nicole Walker, and Eric Brady in marriage.


    Daniel and Chloe stand on either side of Nicole and Eric, smiling, happy for their friends' big day.
    Nicole can't help herself and blurts out to Eric in joy.

    NICOLE: I can't believe it's finally happening for us. I love you so much.

    Eric, far cooler and reserved, smile back, responding warmly but casually.

    ERIC: Me too, Nicole.

    The justice of the peace continues:

    JUSTICE OF PEACE: If anyone can show just cause why these two should not be joined in marriage, may they speak now, or forever hold their--
    SAMI: STOP THIS!


    Everyone jumps as Sami's voice cuts the happy mood in the room, jolting everyone out of the moment. Sami and Marlena storm into the room, Sami and Marlena shooting daggers from their eyes at Nicole. Nicole turns around in horror as Sami walks over to her.

    ERIC: Sami...Mom, what are you doing here?
    SAMI: We're here to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life, Eric.

    Eric looks at his sister, annoyed at her constant interference.

    ERIC: Sami...
    MARLENA: No! Eric, she's right. Nicole has gone way too far this time.

    Nicole rolls her eyes, irritated at the interruption, and trying to remove them from the room.

    NICOLE: Oh whatever, you know what, you two have done more damage to our happiness than I ever could have.
    SAMI: Oh that's REALLY rich, Nicole.

    Eric, upset by what's happening, cuts in between Nicole and Sami, who are now right up in each other's faces.

    ERIC: Wait wait wait wait wait, STOP! What is the meaning of this.
    MARLENA: Eric. Nicole lied to you. She DID get the evidence proving that Kristen hired Dr. Chyka to drug you in that hotel room. 
    ERIC: What?!
    NICOLE: No! I wouldn't do that! If I knew what happened to that evidence, don't you think I would have turned it over?

    Sami looks at Nicole, an angered, mistrustful look on her face.

    SAMI: I don't know, would you?
    NICOLE: You know, if I did do all this, where IS the proof, where did you get it?
    NICK: I think I have the answer to that question.


    Nick saunters into the room, a smug, self-satisfied look on his face, as Nicole begins to hyperventilate. Nick walks over to Eric, and casually places the folder with all the documentation into Eric's hands. He places a small flash drive on top for him.

    NICK: Merry Christmas. Oh, and if you're wondering what the flash drive is, it's proof that she had this folder the whole time and just hid it in her desk so you wouldn't see it. At least, not if I hadn't broken in. (laughs)

    Nicole panics, almost unable to breathe, before letting out a bloodcurdling scream, jolting her out of her dream.

    ***

    NICOLE: NOOOOO!!

    Eric, scared stiff, jumps up, shocked at Nicole's freak out. He looks quickly at Nicole, and wraps his arms around her to comfort her.

    ERIC: Shhh! Shhh! It's okay. It's okay. I'm here.

    Nicole sobs, shaking in fear over her nightmare.

    NICOLE: No, no no no no, it can't it can't, no...

    ---
    ---

    Kim looks with a sense of dread at her brother, as Roman looks at her like she's a stranger.

    ROMAN: I...I'm sorry. I...
    KIM: Roman...come sit here with me. You do remember me, right?

    Roman looks down as Kim takes his hand, holding it tightly. His confusion plain on his face as he tries to back off.

    ROMAN: I'm sorry, Ma'am. I...

    Marlena walks past at that moment, spotting their exchange and immediately springs into action, as Roman looks her way.

    MARLENA: Kim! Kim, it's okay. Roman, Roman!

    Marlena walks over quickly, as Roman begins to panic, feeling ambushed by Marlena and Kim.

    ROMAN: Lady, let go!
    MARLENA: Roman! It's okay! It's okay. It's me. It's Doc. Look at me!

    As Kim lets go of his hand, she steps back, tears in her eyes. She observes the panic in Roman's eyes as he begins to calm down.

    MARLENA: Roman. You recognize me? It's Marlena.

    Roman, breathing heavily, nods as he holds Marlena's face in his hand. He gently carresses her cheek as he begins to tear up.

    ROMAN: Doc...what is happening to me? Who...wha...
    MARLENA: Roman, that woman is your sister. It's okay. Her name is Kimberly Brady. Do you remember a Kimberly Brady?

    Roman shakes his head a moment, before cooling down.

    ROMAN: That name means something to me, but...
    MARLENA: That's her. That's your sister.

    Roman squeezes Marlena's hand, nodding in understanding. Marlena looks at Kim and guides Roman to the bench.

    MARLENA: Look, let's...let's sit down.

    Kim approaches Marlena and Roman as Roman sits on the bench. He puts his hands behind his head and leans down, looking down at the ground.

    ROMAN: My God...What's happening to me, Doc?
    KIM: No, seriously, Marlena...what's happening to him?
    MARLENA: I..uh...I'm going to talk to Kimberly for a moment, okay?

    Roman nods, as Marlena takes Kim's arm and steps away from Roman for a sec to talk quietly to Kim.

    MARLENA: I think...I don't want to say for certain before we've had a chance to look closer into things but...
    KIM: Marlena, I can take it. Just...tell me straight up.

    Marlena looks back at Roman, seeing him taking deep breaths on the bench behind them.

    MARLENA: Valerie Grant and I are looking into it. We...we think it could be some form of dementia, but...
    KIM: Roman as well?
    MARLENA: That was my first thought, but...it's progressing too quickly to be anything like Caroline's...and anyway, I don't think this is the same situation as Caroline, anyway.
    KIM: Wha...why is this the first I've heard about it?
    MARLENA: Well, if I'm being honest, I didn't realize until today it was getting so bad so quickly. Honestly, Kim, I wanted to wait until I had a definitive answer before I said anything, and Roman...well, he didn't want to alarm you all what with Kayla leaving and Bo still missing...

    Kim nods, understanding Marlena's point.

    KIM: I understand that...but I wish you'd told me something was wrong sooner.
    MARLENA: I know...and I'm sorry, just...I had to think about Roman's wishes as well.
    KIM: I know. (sigh) Look, I...I think we should speak to someone at the police station about this before Roman ends up hurt. I mean...
    MARLENA: I thought about that as well...I think, considering what's happened tonight, we might...maybe consult with Hope and...maybe Abe as well. I know Abe isn't...directly involved with the police right now, but...
    KIM: It's still worth a try. I mean, I just...I don't want my brother to end up injured on duty or worse.
    MARLENA: I agree. Look, for now, let's just get him home.

    Kim nods again, in agreement.

    KIM: I agree, I think...uh...I'd rather he not be alone though, maybe he should go with you.
    MARLENA: Absolutely.

    Kim sighs, a bit relieved, though still horribly concerned for her brother.

    KIM: Okay.

    Marlena and Kim turn to grab Roman from the bench, only to stop in their tracks upon realizing he's vanished.

    MARLENA: Oh my God.
    KIM: Oh no, he's gone.

    ---

    Nicole is held in Eric's arms as she breathes deeply, still deeply shaken by her dream.

    ERIC: It's okay...do you...do you want to tell me about it?

    Nicole shakes her head as Eric cradles her.

    NICOLE: No, it was too awful. I just...just hold me.
    ERIC: I'll never let you go. Just know that, okay?

    Nicole looks off, desperate to believe that what Eric says is true.

    NICOLE: Okay.

    Eric, sensing her tension, kisses her gently on the lips and smiles at her.

    ERIC: I love you.
    NICOLE: And I love you. More than you'll ever know, Eric.

    Eric smiles as Nicole finally smiles again, they kiss again deeply, as Nicole holds onto Eric for dear life.

    ---

    Jennifer laughs again as Liam finishes a story. She's not drunk, but has had a few glasses on champagne by now.

    JENNIFER: You know...I don't have to work tomorrow and...well...JJ's out with Rory...God help him, and my mom went out with some friends for the evening...so...we have the house to ourselves, you know.
    LIAM: I'm listening...
    JENNIFER: Unless...you...maybe wanted to take me back to your place? I haven't seen it yet and all...

    Liam stiffens at the suggestion, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

    LIAM: I...uh...I think we should maybe...maybe your place is a better idea.

    Jennifer looks concerned suddenly by Liam's shuffling.

    JENNIFER: You...you okay? I...
    LIAM: Yeah, no. I'm...I'm fine, I just...my place is a disaster zone still, we're...we're kinda...still renovating the place so...

    Jennifer smiles, a bit relieved but still thinking about what Laura told her earlier.

    JENNIFER: That's fine...maybe we should just...take it easy tonight, if you're not up to it.

    Liam catches on, and changes his tone again, trying to reassure Jenn.

    LIAM: No! No, it's fine, I just...(sigh) I just don't want to disappoint you at all. You know?

    Jenn smiles, reaching her hand across the table to meet Liam's.

    JENNIFER: You could never disappoint me. Trust me.

    Liam smiles back, grasping Jenn's hand in his. They both gaze intensely into each other's eyes.

    ---

    Abby arrives at the Horton house. The lights all out. She turns them on as she walks into the living room.

    ABBY: Well...so much for surprising everyone. (sigh)

    Abby looks down at the table, and sees Jennifer's files from work. She looks wistfully at them, recalling the circumstances that led to her leaving the hospital.

    ABBY: Back to keeping secrets and telling lies. Thank God it'll be easier now. No one will ever know about the baby now.

    ---

    In the University Hospital lounge, Adrienne stands, holding a cup of coffee in styrofoam cup. Her hands shaking like a leaf as she struggles to raise it up to her lips to take a sip. Her sons, Alex and Sonny sit in the opposite corner of the room, a deep concern for Adrienne plain on their faces.
    Sonny sighs, as he slowly gets up, as Adrienne nearly spills her coffee. He puts a hand on her shoulder, causing her to jump momentarily.

    SONNY: Mom...are you okay?

    Adrienne turns to face her son. She smiles as she takes her son's hand. Alex looks on from the corner, a smile on his face as well.

    ADRIENNE: Honestly, I'm terrified. But I'm grateful my boys are here. 
    SONNY: Mom, we wouldn't be anywhere else.

    Alex gets up from his seat, taking Adrienne's other hand.

    ALEX: Sonny's right. We're here for you and for Dad.
    ADRIENNE: Thanks, sweetie. Uh...Alex, honey, can...can I talk with your brother alone for a moment?
    ALEX: Of course, Adrienne! I..uh...I'm gonna go check on Noelle.

    Adrienne gently squeezes Alex's hand as he walks off toward the hallway. As he disappears around the corner, Adrienne turns to Sonny and looks at him intensely.

    ADRIENNE: Sonny...look, I don't want to start a fight, but..I--
    SONNY: Then don't.
    ADRIENNE: Sonny!
    SONNY: No! Seriously, Mom! This is SO not the time to start going in on me about my marrying Will.

    Sonny turns away from Adrienne, as Adrienne reaches out, pleading with her son to listen.

    ADRIENNE: Sonny, Listen! I didn't want to start a fight. All I'm saying is I want you to be careful. (sigh) Will has never been with another man before, and...

    Adrienne pauses, looking out the door to make sure no one hears what she's about to say. Sonny, not watching his mother, interjects, prodding her for an answer.

    SONNY: ...And??
    ADRIENNE: ...And I saw Will...I saw how he was looking at...

    Sonny turns around, exasperated by his mother's stalling.

    SONNY: At??? At who, Mom? Spit it out!

    Adrienne shouts out her response, shaking in fear and frustration over Sonny's demand for an answer.

    ADRIENNE: At Alex! He was giving your brother the eye. The whole evening we've spent in that house, Sonny. I couldn't stand it. You were looking at him with such...love and affection and...it's so honest and...all I could see was the lust in Will's eye for Alex.

    Sonny looks at his mother, absolutely stunned at what she's saying. Sonny begins to laugh at his mother's answer, totally in disbelief.

    SONNY: You...you have absolutely lost your mind!
    ADRIENNE: I'm serious, honey. I'm not making this up. I swear, I saw it with my own eyes.

    Sonny backs away from his mother, holding his hands up to stop her from approaching.

    SONNY: No! No no no, THIS...this is it, Mom. I know you can't stand the idea of me marrying Will, but to make up something like THIS? You stay away from my home, and away from Will.

    Adrienne begins to tear up, petrified of losing her son.

    ADRIENNE: Please! No...
    SONNY: No, Mom! Enough! If you want to see Arianna, I'll bring her to the house, you can see her then, but I'm not going to allow you to meddle in our lives anymore. I've had it.
    ADRIENNE: Sonny! SONNY!

    Adrienne shouts out as she watches her son walk out of the room. She holds her head in her hands as she cries.

    ---
  7. beebs
    EPISODE 153
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    It's late, and Nick walks Gabi to the door of her apartment. They talk (mostly Nick talks, while Gabi pretends to listen), as they walk, arm in arm. As it's still raining, Nick holds a big umbrella over them both, protecting them.
     
    NICK: So it's basically the biggest EDM festival in Europe, and...I think we should check it out.
    GABI: That sounds really good, but...we're gonna be really busy this summer, with the shoots and everything, I just don't think that's gonna happen.
    NICK: We can make time. I'll make sure of it.
     
    Gabi smiles, trying to be gentle in her rebuffing Nick's offer.
     
    GABI: We'll see. Ah...look, I'm heading in, thanks again for walking me home.
    NICK: It's the least I could do. I'm glad you enjoyed yourself with me.
    GABI: You know I always do.
    NICK: Oh come on, we both know that's a lie.
     
    Gabi rolls her eyes, knowing Nick's right, she laughs.
     
    GABI: Yeah, I guess, you're right. But I'm serious. Plus, I'm really excited. So much is changing for me, and for you. I think things are really starting to look up.
    NICK: I think so too.
     
    Nick smiles, as he looks at Gabi. He hesitates for a moment, before asking his question.
     
    NICK: You never answered me before about moving into the Kiriakis mansion with me. Now that I'm...well...now that it's mine.
     
    Gabi looks down, her hands in Nick's. She smiles half-heartedly as she looks down. Knowing it's a bad idea, but having to hold in those thoughts.
     
    GABI: Nick, I...I have to think about it. I mean...you know, everything's moving so fast, and...can you just give me a bit of time to think it over?
     
    Nick raises his hand to Gabi's chin, and gently lifts her head up to look into his eyes. He smiles gently.
     
    NICK: Gabi, I'm not gonna make the same mistakes I did before. No pressure. You tell me when you're ready.
     
    Gabi smiles back at Nick as she responds softly.
     
    GABI: Thank you.
     
    Nick and Gabi share a long gaze into each other's eyes, before he leans in for a kiss, but is suddenly struck by a severe pain. He shouts out in agony, as a high-pitched ringing hits his ears. He holds his head, as he crumples from the pain. Gabi panicks, unsure what to do, as the rain soaks her hair and makeup.
     
    GABI: Nick? NICK?! Are you okay???
     
    ---
     

    Sami arrives back at the DiMera mansion, to find EJ at his desk. Standing soaking wet in the doorway to the living room, EJ looks over, pulling his reading glasses off his face. He attempts to stifle a laugh at his the expense of his partner.
     
    EJ: You ah...I see you made it back in one piece.
    SAMI: Save it.
     
    Sami storms into the room, dumping her bag in the corner and making a beeline for the roaring fireplace.
     
    SAMI: I didn't know it was gonna rain so I left my umbrella here this morning, and got caught in the storm on the way back from the office.
     
    EJ looks on, curiously.
     
    EJ: The office? You left hours ago. Did you go back?
    SAMI: EJ, I had to. We had a situation on our hands.
    EJ: Well, it would've been nice to have been kept in the loop, Samantha.
     
    Sami turns herself toward the fire, speaking dismissively to EJ.
     
    SAMI: I didn't have time. 
     
    EJ becomes agitated, getting up from his seat at the desk and beginning to grill Sami.
     
    EJ: What does that mean? It would literally take you ten seconds to send me a text or something.
     
    Sami turns her head, snapping at EJ before turning back toward the heat.
     
    SAMI: EJ, Nick has controlling interest of Titan, I had to make sure we had everything in place to take him out.
    EJ: I agree, that's smart, but shouldn't I be privvy to that? 
    SAMI: I'm telling you now, aren't I?
    EJ: That's not the point.
     
    Sami turns her body to face EJ, now exasperated by EJ's grilling.
     
    SAMI: Look, FINE. I'll tell you what's going on. But you need to keep this to yourself. Okay?
     
    ---
     

    Marlena sighs, as she sits on a barstool at the Brady Pub, next to Eric. Kim stands across from her, awaiting her answer to Kim's demand.
     
    KIM: Marlena. Promise me you won't run a DNA test on Roman.
     
    Marlena sighs again, closing her eyes, before shaking her head. She looks at Kim and responds with conviction.
     
    MARLENA: You know I can't do that.
    KIM: Marlena, that's a cop out and you know it. Roman needs Valerie to be focused on what's wrong with him right now, and getting him treatment, not focusing on some hairbrained idea that he may not be who we know he is.
    MARLENA: But that's exactly it, Kim. What if the cognitive degradation is related to his true identity? What if he isn't your brother and your brother is out there somewhere, trying to get home to Salem?
    KIM: And what if he's not? Marlena, it's been 20 years! Something would've come up by now, surely.
    MARLENA: Not neccessarily. Not if Stefano's involved. 
     
    Kim sighs, certain Marlena's being extremely optimistic.
     
    KIM: What if you're right, Marlena? What if Stefano did send this...impostor to Salem, but then the real Roman did actually die while on that assignment all those years ago like we thought? Hmm? Then what?
     
    Marlena looks back Kim, struggling to answer her question.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Sami stands, arms folded, facing EJ in the DiMera living room. Her hair still soaking from the storm outside, as she explains what she's been up to.
     
    SAMI: Nick was trying to goad Kate and I into turning on each other over Gabi. I guess he wanted to do some kind of divide and conquer and try to manipulate Gabi into trusting him over us. But Kate and I figured it out, and we're playing along for Gabi's sake.
    EJ: How did that go?
    SAMI: So far so good. Nick's totally snowed, Gabi's on a date with him, making him think she's falling for him again. Thank GOD that's a big charade.
    EJ: Is it?
     
    Sami nods, certain of her answer.
     
    SAMI: Yeah. She's terrified of him. I'm surprised you didn't see it before.
    EJ: I did, but...frankly, that girl should be acting instead of modelling because I know she's pulled the wool over our eyes once before where Nick was concerned. That's why I tested her this morning.
     
    Sami looks baffled by EJ's statement.
     
    SAMI: Tested her?
    EJ: That's what I was trying to tell you earlier. I paid Gabi a visit this morning. I wanted to sort of...gauge her reaction when I gave her a gift I'd been planning to give her.
    SAMI: Okay...I'm afraid to ask...what was the gift?
     
    EJ hesitates for a moment, before sighing and responding.
     
    EJ: I gave her a gun to keep with her in case Nick tries to hurt her or Arianna.
    SAMI: You did WHAT?!
     
    Sami looks at EJ, aghast at his decision.
     
    ---
     
    Gabi steps toward a visibly suffering Nick as his headache worsens. Nick drops the open umbrella, an leans against the wall by Gabi's apartment doorway. Deeply concerned by his sudden pain, Gabi coaxes him toward her door, all the while getting herself wet.
     
    GABI: Nick! Nick, okay, it's gonna be okay. We just gotta get you inside. Okay?
     
    Nick, wincing from the pain, barely hears Gabi through his pained grunts. Trying to maintain control over his breathing, Nick holds his head, as Gabi tries to open the door.
     
    GABI: Okay, we got you.
     
    Once open, Nick and Gabi stumble through the door to the darkened apartment. Gabi grabs Nick's umbrella and closes it behind her. Closing the door and turning on the light, Gabi walks Nick over to her sofa, and peels his wet blazer off his shoulders, throwing it on the floor.
     
    Afterwards, she lays him down, fluffing up pillows for him to lay on.
     
    NICK: Nnnng, hm...Gabi, please....please, my medication.
    GABI: Okay. Okay, I'm getting it.
     
    Gabi runs over to grab his blazer, and rifles through it in a panic, before finding the nearly-empty bottle in one of Nick's pockets.
     
    Gabi turns quickly to face Nick, then has a moment of realization, as she becomes aware of what's happening and who she's dealing with. A sudden rush of calm comes over her. She stares at Nick for a moment, seeing him writhe in pain on her sofa.
     
    She bites her lower lip, as she holds the pill bottle in her hand, and contemplates her next move. She then looks down at the desk drawer, where she placed the gun EJ had given her earlier in the day, and contemplates opening it.
     
    ---
     
    Marlena stands up from her barstool, looking at Kim with compassion. Eric gets up from his stool, as well, surveying the situation.
     
    MARLENA: Kim, I get it. You don't want to lose your brother all over again...but you could have him back, and back to stay.
     
    Kim looks back at Marlena, unmoved.
     
    KIM: I could, but if you don't start looking for a treatment for the disease that's eating his brain, then we WILL lose him, Marlena. 
    ERIC: Aunt Kim, you know we're all trying to find answers.
    KIM: Eric, I'm not blaming you for this. But you don't want to be doing this test any more than I do. 
    ERIC: I have my own reasons.
    KIM: That's fine.
    ERIC: But I also think that what Mom's saying has merit.
     
    Kim looks back at Marlena momentarily, nodding before responding to Eric.
     
    KIM: Okay. That's fine. You...you do what you want. But let me make something very clear. If Roman doesn't get the treatment he needs in time, and my brother dies? I'm putting that on you, Marlena.
     
    Kim storms off to the staircase, headed away from a distraught Marlena. Eric pulls his mother into a hug, as a song begins to play.
     
     
     
    ---
     

    As the song continues, Billie and Daniel lay together in Daniel's living room, sharing their blanket after making love. Billie's arms around Daniel's naked torso, as Daniel points up toward the LED lights on his ceiling.
     
    DANIEL: See, I put a big dipper right over there.
     
    Billie laughs as she squints, trying to see the constellation Daniel attempted to replicate.
     
    BILLIE: That looks more like a soup ladle, but...I'll play along.
    DANIEL: Hey! Never criticize an artist in his own studio. Got it?
     
    Daniel teases Billie playfully, as they laugh together, before Billie cuddles in closer to Daniel, looking into his eyes with a loving warmth.
     
    BILLIE: You know...I'm really glad I went to get that coffee.
    DANIEL: Are you?
    BILLIE: Mmhmm. This has turned out to be a beautiful night after all.
     
    Billie leans in to kiss Daniel's lips. He smiles after she does, savouring the moment.
     
    DANIEL: I think so. And in here, there isn't a cloud in the sky.
    BILLIE: Heh, yeah, you're right. 
     
    Daniel looks at Billie, but notices a certain sadness in her eyes.
     
    DANIEL: You okay?
    BILLIE: Yeah, why?
    DANIEL: I dunno, just...after you ran into Kim earlier, I just...I worried that she might've said something to upset you or...
    BILLIE: Nooo, no no no. I'm used to Kim's anger toward me, it's more....it's more that I'm worried about her, really.
     
    Daniel looks surprised, as Billie's expression changes, and she stares off momentarily from Daniel.
     
    DANIEL: Worried? About Kim Brady?
    BILLIE: Yeah. She's got a lot on her shoulders. Theresa, her mother's health declining, Roman going through...I dunno, I guess it's dementia? Being separated from her husband for so long? Your children? That's....that's gotta be so hard on a person.
    DANIEL: Well...she'll be fine, I think. She's stronger than she seems.
    BILLIE: Yeah, but...being alone like she is? I couldn't imagine dealing with all that without you.

    Billie moves in to where her face nearly touches Daniel's. They look adoringly into each other's eyes, as Daniel shifts his body to face Billie's, as he moves his arm up to Billie's face, gently carressing her face. He responds softly to her.
     
    DANIEL: You'll never have to find out the answer to that. I'll always be here.
     
    Daniel and Billie share a tender kiss, as Billie leans into the kiss, and the two roll over, preparing for another round of lovemaking.
     
    ...
     
    Back at the Brady Pub, as Kim descends the staircase, and looks out on a now-empty pub (save for the lone bartender cleaning up), Kim walks into the room slowly. 
     
    She puts a hand on the bartender's shoulder and smiles half-heartedly.
     
    KIM: You're good for tonight, hun. Thanks.
     
    The bartender heads back into the kitchen to pack up to leave, as Kim shuts off most of the lighting.
     
    As the song ends, she leans against the bar, and thinks over the problems facing her. Missing her daughter, and her son, her husband, and the slow decline of her brother and mother. 
     
    Kim is emotionally overwhelmed by a sense of grief, and begins to sob uncontrollably. 
     
    ---
  8. beebs
    EPISODE 3

    It's buzzing at The Royal. The grand opening is upon us, and champagne is in every glass. Kian, Jason and Peter socialize with the local foodies and press, basking in the glory of their creation. Ryan passes by them, hors d'oevres artfully displayed on the tray in his hands. Jason pulls Ryan over momentarily.

    JASON: Can you do me a favour and ask the kitchen to wait ten minutes before serving the mains? I'm gonna have Peter and Kian give speeches, then at my cue, get the staff ready and we'll parade everything out all at once, alright?
    RYAN: Got it, boss.

    Ryan is about to hastily scurry away, Jason stops him before he does so, and looks at him with a wry smile.

    JASON: And don't call me boss. Got it?
    RYAN: Yes, b..Jason.

    Jason lets Ryan go, and wrinkles his nose, shaking his head.

    Jason then goes back to mingling with the crowd, drinking far faster than anyone else in the room. He still manages to come off charming, if a little sloppy.

    Kian and Peter shmooze with the press, Kian held close to Peter's side, but Kian's eyes are clearly following Jason instead. Peter's so caught up in having a sexy young guy on his side, he barely notices as he chats endlessly with the socialites around him.

    Kian tunes it out and daydreams of he and Jason in bed together. Jason's kiss on his neck and heading south before Peter calling his name snaps him out of it.

    PETER: Kian!
    KIAN: Oh...hey.
    PETER: You look like you're a thousand miles away, babe.
    KIAN; Sorry, I just...I couldn't believe that all of this was for me. I had to soak it all in for a sec.
    PETER: Well, get used to it, babe, cos this is just the start of it for you.

    Kian smiles a wide smile and gives Peter a quick peck on the lips, more in appreciation than out of love. Regardless, the group talking with them still beam at them, mistaking their display as a sign of great romance.

    As this happens, Jason gets up on the small stage in one corner of the room, clinking his glass with his fork to draw attention to himself.

    JASON: Excuse me, everybody. Can I have everyone's attention for just a second, please.

    The room grows mostly silent and turns to face Jason, a few members in the crowd still chatter.

    JASON: Hey!

    Jason points to the source the noise, a twinkle in his eye as he does so. The crowd laughs.

    JASON: I wanted to thank you all for coming here, and I have something extremely important that I want to say about someone who is very important to everyone here, but especially to me.

    Kian looks to Jason with eyes darting. Kian shakes his head at Jason hoping to avert a disaster, while Jason looks relaxed and ignores Kian's worries.





    Down on Queen West, Darren chats with his friend, artist Calvin J at his art show. Out of the corner of his eye, Darren spots Alexis come into the gallery. Alexis' face drops and she turns sharply to the bar, avoiding contact with Darren as much as possible. Undeterred, Darren excuses himself and heads over to Alexis.

    As Alexis picks up a glass of wine at the bar, Darren startles her with his greeting.

    DARREN: HEY baby, what's up?
    ALEXIS: You want me to spill this all over the place?
    DARREN: Sorry, baby, if you spilled, i'ma buy you another.
    ALEXIS (unimpressed): How gracious of you.
    DARREN: Come to think of it, I might just buy you one anyway.
    ALEXIS: *sigh* This may come as a huge shock to you, but you're actually nowhere near as suave as you think you are.

    Darren grabs at his chest.

    DARREN: MY HEART!

    Alexis rolls her eyes, takes a sip of wine as she walks away.

    DARREN: Wait wait wait, wait a minute, girl. Come here, I got someone I want you to meet.
    ALEXIS: If it's your mother, I don't think we're at that stage of the relationship yet.
    DARREN: Yet. Cha-ching! Progress.

    Alexis follows him reluctantly, shaking her head at his theatrics as he takes her over to meet Calvin.






    Back at the restaurant, a beautiful black woman in her early 40s enters the room in a dazzling red gown. Her hair done up in a tight bun, she looks every bit as beautiful as a woman in her 20s, but twice as graceful. She stands at the back of the room as Jason makes his speech.

    JASON: I'm glad you're all here tonight for our grand opening. It really means a lot to me and Kian, and Peter of course, that you're here to help us celebrate the launch of this amazing new restaurant.

    Kian winces at Jason's remark. He knows the comment was unintentional, and realizes he's overthinking things, but worries that there's a possibility some buried resentment at Jason's status as Kian's hidden lover will make its way into Jason's speech.

    JASON: The Royal will be one of a kind in this community, a restaurant of fine food for everybody. And we have two very important people to thank for this...Kian and Peter.

    The crowd applauds as Jason motions them to step up. Kian is unsure of what's going on, still deep in thought, while Peter, eager to grab the spotlight, races up to capture the glory of the moment.

    PETER: Thank you, everybody. Thanks for coming out, and even greater thanks to my talented, and loving partner, in life and in business...Mr. Kian McClary.

    The applause continues as Kian finally steps up on the stage.

    PETER: Kian is probably the finest discovery I've ever made. Not only is he one of the best chefs in the country, but he also has quite possibly the best taste in the world. Not only for his food, but for choosing an old lug like me.

    Peter jabs Kian in the side, as the audience laughs. Kian laughs along with them but a slight discomfort is still visible in his face.

    As Peter continues to go on about how great he is, Ryan stands in the doorway of the kitchen, ready to lead the night's parade of great food with the wait staff. He notices the beautiful black woman in the doorway and can't take his eyes off her. She gives a seductive smile and turns back to Peter. Ryan smiles back clumsily, then looks back at the stage as well, waiting for Jason's cue.

    PETER: ...and that is going to be the key to our success.
    JASON: Now without further ado, let's all raise our glasses to The Royal.

    As the call goes out to raise their glasses, Ryan's handed a glass of champagne by another member of the wait staff, Jason motions to Ryan to hand it over to the woman he was looking at before. Ryan quickly scurries over to her and hands her a glass.

    RYAN: Here you are, Madam.
    MARY: Call me Mary. And thank you, handsome.
    RYAN: You're welcome.

    Ryan shuffles back to his corner, as the room prepares to toast.

    JASON: To The Royal
    ALL: To The Royal!






    Alexis toasts with Darren. She's had a few drinks by now, but still seems put off.

    DARREN: You look like you could kill someone, and I don't think I've crossed that line yet.
    ALEXIS: You're teetering on the edge, but no, you haven't.
    DARREN: Then I guess I better watch my step.
    ALEXIS: Trust me, you're nowhere near as bad as some people tonight.
    DARREN: Oh?
    ALEXIS: I wasn't supposed to be here alone tonight but--
    DARREN: But you got stood up and now you wanna get your mind off it. I get it. I know the feeling.
    ALEXIS: Why does that not surprise me?
    DARREN: Now YOU'RE teetering on the edge.

    Alexis laughs and orders another drink. Darren finishes his and sits a little closer.

    DARREN: You really better slow down, you know.
    ALEXIS: I'm a big girl, and I don't need some he-man looking out for me.
    DARREN: Nah, it's not that. I just know a lot of girls who think they can handle their booze, then they end up trippin' over their heels and throwing up on some dude's Cadillac.
    ALEXIS: I feel like there's a story there.
    DARREN: You have no idea.
    ALEXIS (laughing): Well come on, tell me!
    DARREN: Only if you promise to let me walk you home.
    ALEXIS: Hmmmm.....I think considering we're both going to the same place.
    DARREN: Mmmhmm???
    ALEXIS: I think I could handle that.
    DARREN: Excellent.
    ALEXIS: Now don't get too excited. I don't want you getting the wrong idea.
    DARREN: Promise. I'm a gentleman. I treat you like a lady.
    ALEXIS: Good. You know you're a lot less annoying after a few drinks.
    DARREN: Well thanks a lot, lady. What you tryin' to say?

    Darren gets in closer and tickles Alexis a bit. Alexis, whose defenses are now fully and clearly down, is actually enjoying the attention, which passive, distracted boyfriend Ryan never gives her.

    ALEXIS: AH! Stop it. (laughs). Come on. TELL ME! Tell me the story.

    Alexis looks up at Darren, who leans in to kiss her. Alexis at first recoils, but it's only momentary. She leans back in to reciprocate.
  9. beebs

    DAYS #6: Back To Work

    By beebs,

    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 6
    written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Brady is heading back home from Theresa's when he receives a text from Sami that reads:

    Get to the brady pub NOW!!! its important


    Brady rolls his eyes at Sami's text and ignores it. He's about to put his phone away when he gets a call from Victor. He grumbles as he picks up.

    BRADY: Grandad.
    VICTOR: Brady Black, I was about five seconds away from calling a search party. Where in blue blazes have you been all night?
    BRADY: Okay, grandad, I thought we agreed that I was going to be living alone like an adult and not having you guys keeping tabs on me.
    VICTOR: Then start acting like one and do your damn job! Be here in ten minutes or I'll be signing your pink slip.

    Brady responds calmly, feeling Victor is really grasping at straws now.
    BRADY: You can't do that, Grandad. I'M the CEO.
    VICTOR: OH? Just watch me!

    Victor hangs up as Maggie walks into the Kiriakis living room where Victor is.

    MAGGIE: Who was that?
    VICTOR: Three guesses.
    MAGGIE: Brady.
    VICTOR: Dammit, Maggie. I'm so worried about him, and I feel like no matter what I do, it's the wrong thing.
    MAGGIE: Maybe he needs some time away from work. Maybe...maybe you should step in and run Titan for awhile.
    VICTOR: You've taken leave of your senses, woman! I want him to at least want to talk to me again before I die.
    MAGGIE: Well, Victor, I don't know what to say. You let him move out, drop out of the program, I'm no longer his sponsor. Your solution to all of this seems to be to just let him do whatever he wants and not have to face his problem.
    VICTOR: That's not what I'm trying to do at all. I want him to stay in charge at Titan because I thought the responsibility would be good for him...

    Maggie senses a hesitation in Victor's voice. She presses on.

    MAGGIE: But...?
    VICTOR: Honestly? I'm not so sure anymore.
    ---

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

    ---

    Nicole throws the envelope down on her desk in disdain. She has her hands on her hips as she stares Miles down, hoping he'll back off and give her another story.

    NICOLE: What do I look like? Erin Brokovich?
    MILES: Nicole! Come on! You're the perfect person for a story like this.
    NICOLE: Are you kidding? What kind of television is a story like this gonna make? "Nocturnal Owl Watcher Being Forced From His Land By Big Oil!"
    MILES: I don't see what the problem is! This Percy guy is quite a character. He'll be fantastic on television!
    NICOLE: I thought I was working for Titan, not Greenpeace!

    Nicole turns away, shaking her head, arms crossed.

    MILES: Now come on, Nicole. You don't know ANYTHING about this story. Look into it. All I'm asking is that you look into it. Maybe you'll be surprised by what you come across.
    NICOLE: And it's even more likely I'll wanna gouge my eyes out from boredom.
    MILES: You know, you're walking on some pretty thin ice here. It's not like you have a job at the church to go back to.

    Nicole's face tightens up as she realizes she's being railroaded into taking the story. She turns around quickly to face Miles.

    NICOLE: I'll think about it. Now get out of my office, would you?

    Miles gets up from behind Nicole's desk, holding his hands up as if to surrender.

    MILES: Alright, alright! But I gotta say, you definitely have a much nicer chair than I do.
    NICOLE: Office Supplier, right behind University Hospital. Get your own.

    Nicole gives Miles and mocking smile as she waves him out the door.

    MILES: Okay! But you give me an answer by tonight, you hear me?
    NICOLE: Yeah, yeah. GOODBYE!

    Nicole slumps in her chair after Miles closes the door, in disbelief at the story she's just been presented.

    NICOLE: An owl watcher? Seriously, Miles?

    ---

    Nick and Percy both enter the lab at MadWorld HQ, impressed by their surroundings.

    NICK: HA! It's so nice to be back at work!
    PERCY: I've never seen such a glorious monument to modern chemistry!
    NICK: Oh trust me. You're gonna love every second of working here.

    Nick places his laptop bag on a counter and pulls his laptop from his bag. Percy walks over to the same table.

    NICK: Alright. So are you ready to do this?
    PERCY: Ready, willing, and able!

    Nick opens his laptop and begins working furiously on it, while explaining what's happening to Percy.

    NICK: Alright. So first thing's first. We're gonna need to ingratiate ourselves to Kate. Make her trust us and our intentions. It's the only way we're going to be able to gain any access.
    PERCY: Are you sure you'll be able to?
    NICK: Well, there's two possibilities. Either I can use my savvy and get Kate to trust me, or you are gonna have to really use those investigative skills of yours and dig up something big against her. Either way, Kate Roberts will be eating from the palm of our hands.

    ---

    SAMI: You cannot be serious!
    ERIC: I am.

    Sami is stood beside the booth at the Brady Pub where Marlena, Roman, and Eric have gathered to discuss Eric's resignation.

    SAMI: They couldn't have come to a decision that fast. Are you serious? Because if they are, I am going to go down to St. Luke's and have a talk with that Father Poindexter or whatever his name is--
    ERIC: SAMI!
    SAMI: WHAT??
    ERIC: Sit down and shut up for a second.

    Sami frowns like a child and slumps down in the booth next to Marlena.

    SAMI: Priests don't talk like that.
    ERIC: I've resigned, I don't have to play nice anymore.
    SAMI: That's not fair. You have to, you know, let me get used to it. Anyway, what happened?
    ERIC: Well, I was just telling Mom and Dad that I had decided that it was best if I resigned. When Nicole and Daniel tracked down Dr. Chyka, they weren't able to find any evidence linking him to Kristen.
    SAMI: Which means there's no evidence implicating that Kristen raped you.

    Eric winces slightly at Sami's choice of words, he looks down in disappointment and in some degree, of shame.

    ERIC: Exactly.
    MARLENA: Wait, Eric. What do you mean?
    ERIC: Well, Daniel and Nicole found out where Dr. Chyka's hideout was, and went off to find him without getting the police involved.
    ROMAN: Which was stupid. Hope told me about this last night. Those two could've got themselves killed going up against that bastard by themsleves.
    ERIC: I know, Dad. And I mean no disrespect, but Stefano's always had men hiding in the force. I mean, look at Benardi!

    Roman shakes his head, completely understanding the situation.

    ROMAN: I know, son. We've had a lot to deal with internally in the force when it comes to the DiMeras. I just...I feel like we could've done more if they'd come to us instead of going about it on their own.
    MARLENA: Wait a minute. What is going on? What happened to the doctor?
    ERIC: Well, Nicole was told to guard him and he escaped with the evidence.
    SAMI: Of course. Of course she did.
    ERIC: Sami, I don't want to hear it, okay?
    SAMI: Oh come on, Eric. She's so transparent she might as well be made of plastic wrap. She knows if they don't get the evidence against Kristen, you'll be out of the priesthood, and she can't wait to pounce on you. And you know it.

    Eric fights his rage at Sami's accusation, but a piece of him can't fight the sense of doubt.

  10. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 7
    written by A. Washington-Beeby
    story consultant: ML Cooks

    JJ steps downstairs slowly to see where his mother is. Finding her studying papers in a folder in the foyer, he makes his way down delicately.

    JJ: Uh...mom?

    Jennifer stops immediately and turns to JJ with a smile.

    JENNIFER: JJ! Good morning!
    JJ: Yeah, good morning. Look, uh...are you in a hurry or do you have time to talk?
    JENNIFER: No, I've got time...but honey, if this is about Daniel again, I don't want to hear about it--
    JJ: Look, it is, but it's also about me, and I think you should hear me out.

    --

    Sonny & Will wake up in each other's arms. The sunshine hits Sonny's eyes and tempts him awake. After a big yawn, Sonny stares lovingly at Will for a moment. He drinks in the sleeping face of the man he loves. Eventually, he leans over and kisses him softly on the lips, which stirs Will from his sleep.

    WILL: (groaning) Is it time...wake me up later.
    SONNY: Come on, you lazy bum. We got things to do.

    Will scratches his eyes and tries to rouse himself. Sonny hits him with a pillow.

    WILL: OW! Hey!
    SONNY: Come on!

    Sonny gets up out of bed and heads for the doorway.

    SONNY: We have something very important to do today!
    WILL: How could I forget? Half priced brunch day at the club!

    Sonny shoots Will an evil eye. Will giggles.

    WILL: Sorry I had to.
    SONNY: You're the worst.
    WILL: (still laughing) I KNOW!

    Sonny leans on the bed, looking lovingly at Will.
    SONNY: I cannot wait to tell everyone we know that I'm marrying the greatest, sexiest guy on the planet.
    WILL: You can't marry yourself, Sonny.

    Sonny rolls his eyes with a smile.

    SONNY: Oh my God, that was terrible.

    Sonny and Will kiss.

    WILL: You love my awful sense of humour.
    SONNY: You're lucky I do.

    Will & Sonny emerge from their bedroom to find Gabi on the couch, wide awake, bleary-eyed, holding Ari. They're immediately concerned for her.

    SONNY: Gabi! Are you alright?

    Gabi continues to stare straight ahead, as though she doesn't hear them.

    ---

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

    ---

    Brady storms into the Kiriakis mansion, cocky as hell as per usual. Victor is waiting alone in the living room, as Maggie has left upon hearing the door, hoping to give Brady and Victor some time alone to hash things out.

    BRADY: Alright, Grandad. What's all the angry phone calls and threats of search parties about?
    VICTOR: Gee, I dunno. Might have something to do with the business you supposedly run. And yet, here I am, doing your job for you so you can go around town sulking and drinking all day.
    BRADY: How many times do I have to tell you, Grandad. I do NOT have a drinking problem.
    VICTOR: You're so full of crap it's coming out your eyeballs.

    Brady throws up his hands and makes his way for the door.

    BRADY: I don't need to hear this--
    VICTOR: Oh yes you do. The board meeting's coming up. They want to know how we're going to get out of the financial mess we've been in since you took over. I've been trying to cover for you, but you need to pull a solution out and fast.
    BRADY: What do you mean by that?
    VICTOR I mean Titan TV bleeding money by the week, MadWorld and that nincompoup Nick Fallon and that ridiculous computer virus that wiped out the entire fall line, the magazines are all basically kaput, and the only deal that could possibly keep us solvent is languishing on the backburner, all because we can't buy the land we need. And where the Hell is the CEO? Getting drunk at 10am.

    Brady pours himself a drink as Victor rants, essentially ignoring him.

    BRADY: Are you quite done?

    Victor's had enough. He grabs the drink from Brady's hand and smashes it against the opposite wall.

    VICTOR: If you don't clean up your act before that board meeting next week, this gravy train is gonna reach the end of the line, and it won't be turning back.

    ---

    Gabi finally responds to Sonny and Will, though she continues to look straight ahead. She trembles a bit as she does.

    GABI: I had a nightmare. I couldn't sleep.

    Will immediately sits down beside Gabi and tries to hug her. Gabi tenses and backs away slightly, before rationality returns to her and she shakes it off.

    GABI: I'm sorry. I'm just...I'm jumpy.
    SONNY: I can tell. Gabi, what's bothering you.

    Gabi finally snaps out of it and looks to Will and Sonny.

    GABI: It was about Nick. And it's got me thinking, and I don't know what to do.

    ---

    Hope stands in Town Square, face to face with Aiden. She is displeased to see him, and is fighting back tears from her conversation with Bo over the phone.

    HOPE: We've got to stop meeting like this.
    AIDEN: We probably do.
    HOPE: Well, if you'll excuse me.

    Hope goes to walk away before she starts to cry, but Aiden, after hesitating, calls out to her.

    AIDEN: I really don't know if I should ask you this but....are you alright?

    Hope turns around with a sour expression. Her mascara running slightly.

    AIDEN: Stupid question.
    HOPE: Only slightly.
    AIDEN: Look, I just wanted to ask.
    HOPE: Well, I appreciate it, but you've made it more than clear the only person whose pain you're concerned about is your own. Excuse me.

    Hope storms off. Aiden looks dejected but as though he expected Hope's reaction.

    ---

    JJ turns to Jennifer, looking her full-on. Jennifer clearly looks uncomfortable, and would rather be discussing anything else but this.

    JENNIFER: Look, JJ, I told you before, I am in no mood to talk about Daniel.
    JJ: Mom, I'm serious. You need to know this. It's SO important that I tell you the whole truth.
    JENNIFER: What? What do you even mean, JJ?
    JJ: Look, just...come to the living room with me for a sec, okay?
    JENNIFER: Okay, but I'm running late so--
    JJ: Mom, this is too important. It can't wait.

    Jennifer throws her hands up, admitting defeat.

    JENNIFER: Alright, lead the way.

    JJ and Jenn walk into the living room and sit down on the sofa.

    JJ: Okay...(clearing his throat), so remember the night...well...obviously you remember the night Theresa OD'd.
    JENNIFER: How could I forget?
    JJ: Well, you see...look, you can't....you have to promise me you won't tell anyone this, okay?
    JENNIFER: Oh God, JJ. What is it?
    JJ: Mom, promise me.
    JENNIFER: OKAY! Okay, I will. I promise. JJ are you in trouble again?
    JJ: No. Mom, I swear. I've been....100% honest with you in everything else, I just...I screwed up. Okay?
    JENNIFER: What do you mean?
    JJ: The night Theresa OD'd. I was there.
    JENNIFER: What? JJ? What are you talking about?
    JJ: Okay, Daniel....Daniel was not there with her that night. She invited me over. I was...I was into her and so I went over there. She...she told me she had this drug that she wanted to try out, but she was already wasted so she overdid it. I swear, I barely had any, but she...Theresa...she drank it all and...and fast. She passed out, and I didn't know what to do.

    Jennifer is too stunned to even move. JJ just looks dead ahead, recalling the events of that night.

    JJ: I just kept replaying over and over in my head....that judge. Warning me that he's going to make an example out of me. The thought of me in that prison cell. I couldn't do it. I couldn't deal with that. So I called Daniel.
    JENNIFER: Daniel? Why didn't you call 911, JJ--
    JJ: I couldn't. I couldn't, Mom. They would've hauled me in. Daniel came in like....5 minutes. He saved her life. He told me to leave. I wanted to help but he wouldn't let me. He insisted I keep quiet about it. Even to you, even after my sentencing he didn't want me to say anything to you in case my sentencing was reversed. But....I just couldn't keep quiet anymore.

    JJ takes Jennifer's hands and looks into her eyes.

    JJ: He loves you, Mom. He never slept with Theresa. He wouldn't do that.

    Jennifer mulls over everything JJ's told her. She takes a deep breath and thinks before she finally speaks.

    JENNIFER: My God, JJ. I just...I wish you'd told me. Why didn't you tell me?
    JJ: He thought it was safer if you were called as a witness, or were questioned. It was safer to have you hate him than to have to keep this secret.
    JENNIFER: I don't....I would have done it for you.
    JJ: But don't you see--
    JENNIFER: No, no I don't, JJ.

    Jennifer's now fighting off tears, she pulls JJ in for a hug.

    JENNIFER: Look, I'm so so glad you finally told me. And I know you've been trying so hard. I'm so proud of you, and how far you've come. But...I don't think there's a chance for Daniel and I anymore, even after what you just told me.
    JJ: Seriously?
    JENNIFER: No, honey.

    Jennifer wipes away her tears and gets up, grabbing her handbag.

    JENNIFER: Look, I've gotta get to the hospital.
    JJ: Mom, just promise me you'll talk to him. I just want to see you happy. And I know that he made you happy.
    JENNIFER: You're so sweet. But I'll be fine. With or without Daniel. I promise.

    Jennifer gives JJ another big hug and sets off to work. JJ is left frustrated at home.

    ---

    Abby gets off the elevator at Salem University Hospital and heads to the Nurses' Station. Picking up some files, she's spotted by Maxine, who waves to her.

    ABBY: Oh, hey Maxine.
    MAXINE: Hey honey, how you feeling?
    ABBY: Oh, I'm alright.
    MAXINE: Sure you are. By the looks of you, you have not slept a full eight hours in a week.
    ABBY: You've been talking to my mom again, haven't you?
    MAXINE: Now, you know your mom keeps tabs on you. She's just worried about you, that's all.
    ABBY: Well, she has nothing to worry about and neither do you. But thanks.

    EJ emerges from the board room, Abigail doesn't spot him as he exits from a door behind her. He lingers and feigns looking over some paperwork, but is listening in.

    MAXINE: Alright. Well, look. Here's the first of the files to begin digitizing. We set you up with a temporary office by the records room so you can have some peace and quiet while you work.
    ABBY: Oh my God! That's amazing!
    MAXINE: You better thank your Aunt Kayla for that. She pushed for that for you.
    ABBY: That's so sweet. I'll have to thank her when I see her next. Anyway, I better get to work.
    MAXINE: Alright, honey. See you. And get some sleep!

    Abby walks away from the Nurses Station, heading for her office. EJ quickly tucks away around a corner.

    ABBY: (laughing) I will!

    Abby unlocks the records room door with her keycard, and steps inside. Fully focused on the folder in front of her, she doesn't notice the door stops from fully closing by EJ, who sneaks inside behind her and closes the door behind him. His booming voice shocks Abigail.

    EJ: Abigail. We need to talk, right now.

    ---
  11. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES Ep. 10
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Sami won't take no for an answer, and continues to prod Kate for information on Jordan.

    SAMI: Come on, Kate. You can't leave me in the dark about this.
    KATE: Ohh yes I can. In fact, I consider it my responsibility to keep you in the dark about this, because until this information is public, I cannot run the risk of you shooting your mouth off to anyone in the heat of the moment...
    SAMI: Hey--
    KATE: ...Which you are rather infamous for, even you will admit.

    Sami glares at Kate, not willing to admit Kate's right, but knowing she probably is. Roman knocks on Kate's door at this moment, pushing open the door, which is already slightly ajar.

    ROMAN: You don't have a secretary anymore?
    KATE: Don't ask.

    Roman raises his hands as he steps in.

    ROMAN: I won't. Hey Sami.

    Sami hesitates to leave. Kate motions her to the door. Sami knows Kate won't talk for now, and grabs her things to leave Kate's office.

    SAMI: Fine, Kate. But remember something. I was married to Rafe. And despite what you might think, I want him to be happy more than anything else. If you change your mind, call me.

    Sami walks out, putting her hand on her dad's shoulder as she steps out. Roman closes the door behind her.

    ROMAN: Alright, Kate. What's this all about? And it better be good.

    ---

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


    ---

    Jennifer stands in the doorway of Abby's makeshift office, looking at Abby, who is leaning against the closet door. Jenn already feels like something's going on. Little does she realize EJ is hiding in the closet.

    JENNIFER: That's an awfully wide grin for someone who's been so moody lately.
    ABBY: Oh my GOSH, Mom. Can you believe it? They gave me my own little office so I could work on the digitization project in peace!

    Abby runs over to Jennifer and gives her a happy hug. Mid-hug, you can see Abby's eyes pop out of her head, worried about her mother's presence, unsure how to allay her suspicion (which, by the look on Jenn's face, it hasn't.)

    Once they separate from the hug, Jenn pulls the papers from her bag, and looks around the room, hoping to find some sort of clue as to what's going on.

    JENNIFER: Uh...yeah. Great, honey. Uhmmm...look. Sweetheart, Anne brought these for you. Some sort of thing about your new assignment. I think it's the confirmation of your usage of the records room as office space or something.

    Abby takes the papers and looks them over hastily, grabbing a pen from her desk.

    ABBY: Oh, great.

    As Abby's about to sign, Jenn is confused that Abby isn't even really looking it over.

    JENNIFER: Abigail, are you going to read that over first?
    ABBY: What, mom? I believe you.
    JENNIFER: Yeah, but I taught you better than to sign something without reading it over first. Especially something from Anne Milbauer.

    Jennifer pauses, scans the room again quickly. Abby is on pins and needles, hoping Jenn doesn't think to look in the closet.

    JENNIFER: You want me to leave, don't you?
    ABBY: NO! Mom I don't, I just...I have a lot of work to get to.
    JENNIFER: Yeah. Right. So why don't I believe you?

    Abby looks incredibly uncomfortable now, unsure how to respond.

    ---

    Percy stands in the doorway of his cottage in the woods. He is in a passionate debate with a 30-something man in a suit. The man represents a real estate company and Percy is enraged by his presence.

    PERCY: I have resided at this abode for many a year, and purchased it with the express intent of leaving it to my grandchildren, so they may learn to enjoy the wildlife as I have. There is no question of sale for any price.
    AGENT: Uh...but...sir. I mean, you'd be ....you'd be a fool to turn down a million bucks for a place like this...I mean...it's....not exactly the Ritz-Carlton.
    PERCY: Good sir. If I have designs on emulating the Ritz-Carlton, one would assume I would take a somewhat more urban surrounding, no?

    The estate agent looks back at Percy, completely dumfounded.

    AGENT: $1 Million. Final offer.
    PERCY: I would tell you what you could do with your million dollars, sir. However, I don't use that kind of language. Good day!

    Percy slams the door in the agent's face, shaking his head at his persistance. Moments later, Percy gets a knock on the door. He turns around in anger and throws the door open, ready for a fight.

    PERCY: I thought I told you a million times, NO SALE! Oh...

    Nicole stands on the other side of the door, a look of confusion and terror on her face.

    NICOLE: Nicole Walker. Titan TV?

    Percy steps back, slightly embarrassed.

    ---

    Will and Sonny walk hand in hand through Horton Town Square. Some people stare, some grimace, most just ignore them and carry about their business. They're headed to the Brady Pub to meet with the family regarding their engagement.

    SONNY: So? How you feeling about this?
    WILL: I'm....actually really nervous!
    SONNY: Seriously? Why?
    WILL: It's just...I mean, marriage is different from being in a relationship, right? People are generally cool with that, but...marriage has been such a touchy thing lately.
    SONNY: Yeah but...you know, that's changing fast. I mean....look at some of the people staring at us right now.

    As Sonny points it out, at least a couple people look away quickly. Will looks all around.

    WILL: I don't get what that meant...besides making me self-conscious?
    SONNY: (with a laugh) No, like...what I mean is, even a few years ago, I couldn't have walked through town square hand in hand without everyone fixated on us, and people making rude comments. Things, they're changing, Will. Every day. And part of it is us. We're helping change it. Just remember that.

    Sonny leans in and kisses Will, and they embrace, unaware of who's behind them.

    NICK: Remember what?

    Sonny and Will are startled out of their hug, and turn to face Nick, obviously displeased by his presence.

    ---

    Marlena and Hope walk out of the Brady Pub together, with Eric remaining inside for the moment. Hope is still feeling lousy over Bo's continued absence. Marlena puts her arm around Hope's shoulders in comfort.

    MARLENA: You know what?
    HOPE: What?
    MARLENA: I have a feeling about Bo, and John, and Shane.
    HOPE: Oh you do?
    MARLENA: Well, to be fair, John sent me a letter. Abe gave it to me last night.
    HOPE: Oh really? I figured with all the divorce proceedings he was...you know...uninterested.
    MARLENA: Well...we'll have to see about that divorce.

    Hope cracks a smile at the news.

    HOPE: Does this mean what I think it means?
    MARLENA: Well...we'll have to see. Basically, I'm willing to give it another try if he is. And that letter gives me hope that...John may have finally come to terms with what happened with Kristen.
    HOPE: Well, I'd hate see Kristen win anything out of all this mayhem she caused. I've got my fingers crossed. Now...what about this feeling?
    MARLENA: Well...the way they're talking in the letter, I have a feeling that they may be coming home real soon.

    A voice is heard from the alley behind them.

    KIM: If ONLY I were as sure as you, Marlena.

    Marlena and Hope turn quickly to see who's talking. Kim looks back, and has a look of uncertainty on her face.

    ---

    Kate paces back and forth as she begins to tell her story to Roman.

    KATE: Well, first thing's first...I'm sure you've met Rafe's physiotherapist, Jordan Ridgeway.
    ROMAN: That I have, and I think she's a mighty sweet girl.

    Kate stops her pacing momentarily and rolls her eyes at Roman's statement. She carries on pacing as she begins to speak again.

    KATE: Well, first thing I need to tell you, you have to keep quiet about for various reasons that are not relevant.
    ROMAN: Alright, you have my word.
    KATE: Great. You see, I hired Jordan to care for Rafe as a sort of...shall we say, a donation to the hospital. Everything was approved by Kayla, there's no funny business going on there.
    ROMAN: Alright, but what's the problem then?
    KATE: The problem is, I started to look into this woman. At first I'll admit, I was just being nosy and she wasn't exactly warm to me, but then I found Jordan to be incredibly shady about the details of her past. Or indeed any of her past because, according to my PI, she didn't exist before three years ago.
    ROMAN: Alright. But I don't see anything wrong with someone changing their name. What's this got to do with me?

    Kate comes around the other side of the desk and sits down on the edge of her desk. She grabs the file containing her and Sheryl's mugshot and the accompanying newspaper clipping.

    KATE: A lot, when you're dealing with a pair of international fugitives.

  12. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES #11
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultant: ML Cooks

    Abby fidgets awkwardly at her desk, pretending to organize files to distract from her nervousness at Jenn's invasive line of questioning.

    ABBY: You don't believe me? I mean, Mom, why would I lie? I'm fine! I swear!
    JENNIFER: And so that's why you just moved the same file folder to one side of your desk and back twice?

    Abby stops and looks up at her mother with a hint of irritation. She drops the file on her desk and folds her arms.

    ABBY: You know, you and JJ have been on my case for awhile now about something being wrong with me. Ever since Chad left for Boston. I am fine.

    As Abby rants, Jenn looks toward the closet Abby stood before as Jenn walked in. Sensing something's up, Jenn slowly walks toward the closet. Inside the closet, sensing Jenn's been around for too long, EJ makes a quick decision and calls Abby's phone.

    ABBY: And Mom, I really don't appreciate you coming here and lecturing me about something that isn't going wrong in my Mom what are you doing?

    Before Jenn can reply, Abby's cell phone rings. Incoming call from EJ. Abby is concerned, but quickly clues in to what he's doing.

    ABBY: (into phone) Hello?

    EJ doesn't answer, Abby waits a second before responding.

    ABBY: (into phone) Oh! Yes, send them in!

    Abby hangs up and walks over to Jenn just before she opens the closet door.

    ABBY: Mom. I have a very important meeting coming up in a sec. They're heading in now.
    JENNIFER: Oh? What's it about?
    ABBY: It's the man from the...uh...digitization company. They're teaching me how to properly...digitize the files. That's why I was so nervous. It's a really big deal.
    JENNIFER: Oh! Well, that's great, Honey. I'll just...see myself out then.

    Jenn gives Abigail a big hug at the door, which Abigail has propped open so Jenn can leave.

    JENNIFER: I'll see you at home later tonight. I have a date with Liam.
    ABBY: Ooo! Have fun!
    JENNIFER: Thanks! See you later!
    ABBY: Bye!

    Abigail slumps in her chair, as though all the tension in the room just disappeared. EJ hears the door close and peeks his head out from the closet.

    EJ: Is it safe?

    Abby nods. EJ emerges. He adjusts his tie and heads for the door.

    EJ: You and I need to find a better place to have a chat.

    EJ closes the door to the records room and checks both ways before making his way down the hallway like nothing ever happened. Abby remains slumped in her chair, taking in the scene that just took place in her new office. Slowly, a smile crosses her face.

    ABBY: Well, can't say my Monday morning was dull!

    ---

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

    ---

    Marlena and Hope are standing outside The Brady Pub, Marlena places her hands on Hope's. She gives Hope some comforting words on her husband Bo.

    MARLENA: You know...the way they're talking in the letter, I have a feeling that they may be coming home real soon.

    A voice is heard from the alley behind them.

    KIM: If ONLY I were as sure as you, Marlena.

    Marlena and Hope turn quickly to see who's talking. Kim looks back, and has a look of uncertainty on her face. She slowly approaches as Marlena and Hope's faces light up, seeing their friend again.

    MARLENA: Kim! Oh my, it's been so long!

    Marlena and Kim hug warmly. Kim is subdued, mostly because in sadness thanks to Shane's absence. Kim then hugs Hope, whom Kim hugs longer, in more of a hug of comfort.

    KIM: Ohhhh honey. I am so sorry, Hope. Look. Maybe I...spoke too harshly, but...I really am worried about how long Shane, and Bo, and John will be away. Come on, let's go inside and talk.

    Kim takes Marlena and Hope's hands and walk into the pub.

    ---

    Sonny, Will & Nick are at Horton Town Square. Nick has just made his presence known, startling Will & Sonny. Sonny stands in front of Will, as if to protect him from Nick.

    SONNY: Nick. What do you want?
    NICK: Nothing. I was just....out....minding my own business.
    SONNY: And you decided to just come bother the gays? How thoughtful of you!
    NICK: (laughs) Wow! You are way too worried about nothing. Seriously. I just came to say 'hi!'
    SONNY: Hi. And Bye, Nick.
    WILL: Sonny, Sonny. Come on.

    Sonny looks to Will and takes a step back.

    WILL: Look, Nick. I know you want to make a change and try to start your life over.
    NICK: Thank you, Will for acknowledging that--
    WILL: But. You're going to have to remember something. Okay? It's going to take some of us some time to get over what you've done. You can't just...expect people to come to your side right away.
    NICK: Look, all I'm asking for is a chance to prove myself to you.
    WILL: And we'll give you that. But in the meantime, you have got to give us the space to see for ourselves.

    Nick takes a second to ponder it. Will turns to Sonny, and puts his hands on Sonny's shoulders.

    WILL: (softly) Remember what we talked about. Keep it cool. Got it.

    Sonny nods reluctantly. Will turns back to Nick.

    WILL: Look, just...give us some time. I think we can all make this work. Okay?
    NICK: Alright, man. And thank you.
    SONNY: Don't thank us yet, just...just keep working on that new life. Alright?

    Sonny holds out his hand to Nick. Nick shakes Sonny's hand. At the same moment, Sami passes by, witnessing the handshake. She's incredulous.

    ---

    Percy lets Nicole into his cottage. Nicole is immediately hit with the smell of old pine. She wrinkles her nose a bit, usure what to make of her surroundings. Percy pulls out a chair for her.

    PERCY: Have a seat, my dear.
    NICOLE: Oh, oh thank you.

    Nicole sits down, pulling out the orange envelope containing the files on the story. Percy sits down at the other side of the dining room table.

    NICOLE: So...I assume someone contacted you previously about this...story.
    PERCY: Indeed. And I am positively chuffed that someone of your stature in the business has chosen to take me up on this story.
    NICOLE: Yeah, well. Don't...chuff yourself too much. Not so soon, anyway. I don't know whether or not this story's even worth going ahead with.

    Percy is surprised and disappointed.

    ---

    Roman looks over the file folder Kate's handed him on Jordan and Sheryl. He studies the pictures and the article carefully. He looks up at Kate and nods.

    ROMAN: Yeah, I remember these two. Kaylie Matthews and Siobhan McKinnon.
    KATE: Bingo. And they're in Salem, masquerading as Jordan Ridgeway and Sheryl Conners, planning God knows what!
    ROMAN: Now, Kate--
    KATE: The question is, Roman: What are you going to do about it? Are you going to arrest them?
    ROMAN: Absolutely not.

    Kate is shocked and outraged by Roman's firm refusal.

    ---

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

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

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

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

    THERESA: That's right.

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

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

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

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

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

    NICK: Gotcha!

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

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

    ---

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

    ---

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

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

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

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

    Jennifer cools off a bit before continuing.

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

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

    DANIEL: Dammit!

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

    ---

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

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

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

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

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

    NICOLE: Alright, Sami. Let me have it.

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

    GABI: NICK! Get off me!

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

    ---
  14. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES ep. 15
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Sami is in the midst of confronting Nicole in Nicole's office. Sami is refusing to back down.

    SAMI: Now, you listen to me. Eric is not going to fall for whatever little game you're playing. At least not forever. Because I am going to figure out exactly what you did that made him think that leaving the priesthood for you was a good idea.
    NICOLE: Okay, Sami, that's enough. Eric decided this all on his own. Okay, I went out to Chyka's hut in the woods and Daniel and I, we worked our asses off to get a confession out of him, and get evidence on him, because all I wanted was for Eric to be back at St. Luke's.
    SAMI: So why is there no confession, Nicole? Where's all this evidence?
    NICOLE: He got away, Sami. He hit me over the head and took my phone, and whatever evidence I did have. End of story.

    Nicole gets up from behind her desk and heads for the door to show Sami out.

    NICOLE: Now get out of my office. I have important things to do, none of which involve going another 6 rounds with the likes of you.

    Sami gives Nicole a look of intense dissatisfaction. Arms folded, Sami shakes her head, knowing Nicole isn't telling her everything. She begins for the door.

    SAMI: This isn't over, Nicole.
    NICOLE: Bye!

    Sami walks out the door, Nicole slams the door immediately behind her.

    NICOLE: UGGGH! I swear, this day just gets better and better! I should actually get some work done. Find some excuse to not take this stupid owl-watcher story.

    Nicole walks back to her desk. Sitting down, she grabs Percy's envelope from her drawer. Opening it up, she begins looking up any information on the story.

    NICOLE: EnerNext...

    Nicole hits 'search'. Her eyebrow goes up after the results page come up.

    NICOLE: Uh oh.

    ---

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

    ---

    Jennifer walks past everyone at the nurses' station and makes a beeline for the elevator, still sobbing. Maxine takes notice and calls out to Jenn.

    MAXINE: Jennifer! Honey, you alright? ...Jenn!

    Jenn presses repeatedly on the down button and doesn't respond to Maxine. As the door opens, she races in, slamming right into Aiden.

    AIDEN: Woah! Jenn! Woah, woah, woah, you alright?
    JENNIFER: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't...(sighs)

    Jenn tries to run past Aiden and close the door to the elevator, but Aiden jams the door and steps back in.

    AIDEN: Oh no no, I am not leaving you alone when you're like this.
    JENNIFER: Please, Aiden, seriously, I know you mean well but--
    AIDEN: I am not taking no for an answer. You need a friend, I'm gonna buy you a coffee, we can talk. How's that?

    Jenn, looking down at the ground with tears still in her eyes, pauses for a moment, then nods in agreement.

    JENNIFER: (quietly) Sure.
    AIDEN: Okay, come on.

    Aiden wraps a comforting arm around Jenn's shoulder as the elevator doors close.

    ---

    Sheryl sits at Lucas' table at Club TBD, and is puzzled by Lucas' change in attitude. Lucas' change in opinion has blindsided her, and she's visibly upset, almost hostile.

    SHERYL: Me? What did I do?

    Lucas stops for a second, feeling somewhat unsure about how she'll take a rejection. He snaps back to reality after remember his mom's advice to maintain the status quo until she meets with Roman.

    LUCAS: Look, I just...I don't feel comfortable being so open about this. And every time I turn around, you're there. And I can't help myself when I see you because I'm...

    Sheryl cracks a bit of a smile, suddenly. Lucas being flustered is very adorable to her.

    SHERYL: Because you're totally attracted to me, and you can't help it.
    LUCAS: (sighs) Yes. In spite of everything, yes.

    Sheryl laughs, putting her arms around Lucas' shoulders.

    SHERYL: You are so sweet. And you are the best boss a girl could ask for. Who cares what people say about us?
    LUCAS: I do. I have to manage these people.
    SHERYL: Well, then have a talk about stamping out gossip in the workplace, then.
    LUCAS: You've got an answer for everything, don't you?
    SHERYL: Most of the time.

    Lucas smiles uncomfortably as Sheryl tries to kiss him. Just before she does, Lucas' phone rings, and he jumps to answer it.

    LUCAS: Woah! Sorry. I gotta take this. Heh.

    Lucas grabs his phone awkwardly and answers, Sheryl leans back in her chair, still smiling.

    LUCAS: Lucas Horton.

    ...

    KATE: Where are you?

    ...

    LUCAS: At Club TBD, you?

    ...

    KATE: The office. I'm waiting for you. Victor's going to hold the pre-press conference meeting and they need you there.

    ...

    LUCAS: Do I really? It's probably about that damned oil project again.

    ...

    KATE: Yes, well, he needs to go over the ramifications of the announcement to all divisions at Titan. Yours included.

    ...

    LUCAS: (sighs) Fine. I'll be there in a sec.

    ...

    KATE: Alright. But don't hurry too much. The way Brady takes his time lately, we'll be lucky if this press conference doesn't happen at noon tomorrow.

    ...

    LUCAS: Gotcha. Be there soon.

    Lucas hangs up. He looks to Sheryl apologetically.

    LUCAS: Sorry. Mom.
    SHERYL: (laughing) It's fine. Don't worry about it.
    LUCAS: Look, we're good, right?
    SHERYL: Of course!
    LUCAS: Good, because...I don't want things to go sour between us. You're fantastic to work with, Sheryl. And I don't want anything to ruin that.
    SHERYL: Don't worry.
    LUCAS: Great. How about we grab dinner later at Chez Rouge tonight?
    SHERYL: I'd love that!
    LUCAS: Awesome, 8?
    SHERYL: Sure!
    LUCAS: Okay. See you then.

    Lucas grabs his things and takes off like a shot, leaving Sheryl hanging for a kiss. She looks disappointed.

    ---

    Nick steps back from Gabi, who is sitting on the park bench. He is puzzled by her reaction to his hand on her shoulder.

    NICK: Woah!

    Gabi relaxes a bit. She realizes Nick was actually there but isn't actually afraid of him in this moment. In fact, she's a bit regretful of reacting this way.

    GABI: Sorry! I-I didn't even realize you were there.
    NICK: Look, Gabi. I'm sorry, I touched you like that, I should've known better.
    GABI: It's...it's okay. Look, I'm just...I'm having a hard time...
    NICK: Becuase of what I did to you. I know, there's...there's no excuse. Especially after what I...

    Nick breathes in. He still, years later, has a hard time talking about his own rape. It takes all his strength to even talk about it. Saying the words is out of the question at this moment.

    NICK: You know, you'd think I'd know. You'd think the last thing I'd want to...inflict on someone I care about as much as you is the...pain that I felt so many times.
    GABI: Nick, it's okay--
    NICK: NO! No it's not, okay? I did something so...awful...and I love you. Why would I force the woman I love to have sex with me? Why would I want to make her afraid of even being touched by me?

    Nick sits down on the bench next to Gabi. He's very pensive, looking at the ground, but not focusing on anything in reality. His thoughts are on his past. Gabi puts a hand on his shoulder in comfort. Nick doesn't refuse it.

    GABI: You know, for what it's worth...I do still care about you. I mean...it's going to take time for me to get past how what happened that night. But I know you've forgiven me. The least I can do is try to do the same for you.

    Nick looks over to Gabi and smiles. He slowly puts his hand on hers, but she recoils, moving her hand off her shoulder as his moves towards it. Gabi looks away, as Nick's smile disappears, turning back into the saddened look of a lost little boy.

    ---

    Percy gets a phone call at his home in the woods. He trots over to the telephone in his kitchen.

    PERCY: GREETINGS!!

    Nicole holds the phone away from her ear, a pained grimace on her face merely from the volume of Percy's salutation.

    NICOLE: Uh...hi. Percy?
    PERCY: Indeed it is I. Whom shall I ask is speaking?
    NICOLE: Uh...It's Nicole Walker from Titan TV. Look, we've got to meet up very soon. Like, hopefully today, if not tomorrow.
    PERCY: Oh really? Is there something occurring imminently I should be made aware of.
    NICOLE: You could say that. There's going to be a press conference held at the Town Square tomorrow around 5? I'm hoping to be there, and I'm hoping you can too. Looks like something really big is going down.

    Percy is delighted and intrigued by Nicole's request.

    PERCY: I believe that can definitely be arranged.

    ---
  15. beebs
    DAYS OF OUR LIVES ep. 16
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson

    Nicole is transfixed by her research. She stares into her monitor in an almost-zombie-like trance, dutifully copying down information she finds, while typing away. Eric steps into her office while this is going on, and a big smile appears on his face. The sight of Nicole itself would be enough to inspire this, but seeing the woman he loves so involved in her work makes him even happier.

    ERIC: Hard at work?

    Nicole looks up from her computer and smiles.

    NICOLE: Hardly workin'!
    ERIC: (laughs) I doubt that.

    Nicole gets up from her chair, excited about the possibilities of this story.

    NICOLE: Seriously, Eric, I figured this story was going to bore me to death. But you wouldn't believe how fascinating it all is. I mean, seriously. We have got a potential bombshell on our hands with this one.
    ERIC: Oh yeah? What's this about?

    Nicole sways back and forth cutely like a small child with a secret.

    NICOLE: Well, I really shouldn't say anything, buuuuut...I trust you, come on.

    Nicole motions Eric to come over to her desk. Showing him what's on her screen.

    NICOLE: Kay, so have you heard about that new oil sands development they're planning out in the west end?
    ERIC: Barely. There hasn't been much about it in the news.
    NICOLE: Okay, well. I started looking into the impact it would have on the surrounding area. I made a few calls to some researchers in the field too. Turns out that yes, it would do some amazing things for the job market, but look at what the same kinda project did to the air in Alberta. Apparently it's a huge hot-button issue out there, and apparently it's poisoning everyone in the surrounding area slowly.

    ERIC: Wow. Okay, so what does that mean for Salem though?
    NICOLE: Well...basically because Salem's so spread out along the river, the development being to the west side means that they'll get the brunt of the pollution from the tar sands.
    ERIC: Right.
    NICOLE: And since that part of town is already incredibly poor, and mostly filled with minorities--
    ERIC: It's going to cause a major firestorm at city hall.
    NICOLE: If not statewide. Eric, this might be my chance to really break out in this business. I have to make this happen. EnerNext is going down.

    ---

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

    ---

    Aiden sits down with Jenn at Horton Town Square. He hands her a coffee and hangs back, not sure what to say.

    AIDEN: ...You okay?
    JENNIFER: Gee, I dunno. What do you think?

    Aiden hangs his head, sheepish over asking such an obvious question. Jenn feels bad for her snarky response.

    JENNIFER: I'm sorry. I'm...(sighs) I didn't mean to snap back like that.
    AIDEN: You don't have to explain yourself. Whatever happened at the hospital, I know it really upset you.
    JENNIFER: Understatement of the year.
    AIDEN: Did you want to talk about it?
    JENNIFER: I dunno. I really don't. I mean, you've got your own things to deal with and I don't want to burden you with my problems, Aiden.
    AIDEN: Jenn. I've got broad shoulders. I can handle it.

    Hope passes by as Aiden puts his arm around Jenn's shoulder in an attempt to comfort her. Hope hangs back out of their line of sight as she observes their conversation.

    ---

    Theresa lay in bed alone. Brady can be heard in the adjacent bathroom showering. Theresa thinks back to earlier when she and Brady were making love, and she smiles.

    THERESA: Hmmm...how did you get so lucky, Theresa Donovan? I mean, really?

    Theresa hears her cell phone start ringing. She rolls her eyes before getting up, exasperated that she has to move.

    She looks at her phone. It's her mother calling. It's obvious Kim's been trying to phone repeatedly to no avail.

    THERESA: EUGH! Leave a MESSAGE, mother!!

    Theresa throws her phone down on the bedside table before flopping back down in bed. Brady emerges from the shower, drying himself off.

    BRADY: You alright? What was that about?

    Theresa doesn't move. She simply lies there, staring straight at the ceiling.

    THERESA: My mom called. Again.
    BRADY: Still no message?
    THERESA: Nope.
    BRADY: Well, I have to get going anyway, so why don't you figure out why she won't stop calling, and tell me about it later tonight over drinks. How's that?
    THERESA: Ugh. That would involve communicating with her. I don't know if I have it in me.

    Brady laughs. He leans over to give Theresa a kiss.

    BRADY: I know you can do it.

    Theresa smiles as Brady kisses her.

    ---

    Kim stands at the Brady Pub with Marlena and Roman. She walks back over to their table, slightly exasperated by her inability to contact her daughter.

    KIM: This is the fifth time and she still won't answer.
    ROMAN: Well, considering the time of day, she's probably busy at work.
    KIM: That girl wouldn't know work if it bit her on the nose. She's probably avoiding me, like usual.
    MARLENA: Ahhh motherhood. Ain't it just grand?

    Marlena laughs and gives Kim and quick, playful hug. Kim looks at her phone again, and quickly gets up again.

    KIM: I'm really sorry to cut this short but I have to meet with a landlord about an apartment. You guys don't mind if I pay you back for lunch later, right?
    ROMAN: Kimmy, don't worry about it. I'll take care of it.
    KIM: Oh, Roman, stop it. I'll pay you back. Bye, guys!
    MARLENA & ROMAN: Bye, Kim!

    After Kim runs out, Marlena is still smiling, clearly pleased to have her old friend back in town.

    MARLENA: It's so nice to see her again. She's been away far too long.
    ROMAN: You can say that again, Doc. I just wish I didn't have to run off in the middle like that.
    MARLENA: What did Kate want anyway?
    ROMAN: Ahh, nothing too serious. Kate just being Kate. I'll deal with it in due time.
    MARLENA: Sounds about right.
    ROMAN: Did you manage to make Hope feel any better about Bo?
    MARLENA: Not really. To be perfectly honest, I think all three of us are really worried about all three of them. It's hard to shake off.
    ROMAN: No doubt. But Bo's always been the adventurer. You remember the first time you met him? Back at our first wedding.

    Marlena is puzzled by Roman's comment. She puts down her coffee and looks concerned at Roman.

    MARLENA: That's not the first time I met Bo.
    ROMAN: Sure, it was! He tried to take you off on a stolen police motorcycle.
    MARLENA: Roman, that never happened. I met Bo after we were married. He tried to give us a stolen microwave as a wedding gift. Don't you remember?

    Roman looks back to Marlena, confused.

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

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

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

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

    NICOLE: AGH! Dammit! OW!

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

    As she rises from the desk, Nicole catches a shadowy outline pass her office window. Nicole tries to stay still as it passes. She waits another moment before sneaking back out of the office, making sure no one sees her leave.
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4
    ---

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

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


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

    Gabi goes to speak but stops, unable to retort.

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

    ---

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

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

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

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

    Kate pauses for a second before speaking.

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

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

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

    Kate saunters away, leaving Jordan and Rafe somewhat baffled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    CAROLINE: What did SHE want?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

    ---

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

    KATE: Donna? DONNA!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

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

    Theresa gives him an exasperated look.

    THERESA: Are you for real?

    ---

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

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

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

    ---

  18. beebs
    EPISODE 84
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson  
    Billie sits at Theresa’s bedside, holding her friend’s hand, watching her comatose body rest. Billie looks on, solemnly, and deep in thought. She smiles after a moment.   BILLIE: Theresa. It’s me. Billie.
    Billie stops a moment as she watches her friend lie in silence. The only sound in the room is the machinery around her bed, the beep of her heart monitor. Billie fights the urge to tear up, and smiles instead.   BILLIE: You know, I was thinking the other day...about one of our phone calls. You were fifteen and you were so mad at your Dad because he was…off on another ISA mission, and you had made plans with him for the weekend to have a ski trip in Colorado. You were…so upset, but you told me that you knew that you had to be there for your mom. You knew what she was in for when your dad left…I….I know you love your mom, Theresa. No matter what she’s done…underneath all that anger.  
    Billie’s tears up, in spite of her best efforts. The door to the room opens, startling Billie. Daniel walks in, allowing Billie to relax a bit. She gets up from her chair, regardless.   BILLIE: Daniel…
    DANIEL: You…probably shouldn’t be here right now.
    BILLIE: I know. I just…I needed to cool off a bit.   Daniel looks on, concerned, noticing Billie’s teary eyes.   DANIEL: Yeah, I’m not so sure you succeeded at that.
    BILLIE: Yeah. Really.   Billie wipes the tears from her eyes, and puts her hands on her hips, trying to regain her composure.   BILLIE: Look…uh…Daniel…about…earlier.
    DANIEL: Billie, I…I can’t talk about it, you know that.   Billie holds up her hands to stop Daniel continuing.   BILLIE: I know. Look, it’s…it’s not about that. I just…look, I know we haven’t been together very long, but...you know…listening to you talking to Laura and…doing…whatever you’re doing to protect Jennifer…I…I mean…   Daniel looks at Billie with uncertainty.   DANIEL: What are you saying?   BILLIE: Daniel, you’re still in love with Jennifer, aren’t you?   ---  
    Nicole slams her files down on her desk in frustration. Sighing audibly, she begins talking to herself aloud.   NICOLE: And yet again, my shadow follows me. (sigh) Except now I gotta work for her. Dammit!   As she raises her fist in aggravation, she stops herself.   NICOLE: Having said this...EJ did give me the go-ahead to do the EnerNext exposé...   Nicole smirks a bit, realizing how this could work to her advantage.   NICOLE: Maybe that little bastard Nick isn't such a bad guy after all.   Laughing to herself, Nicole is suddenly interrupted by a text message. Searching momentarily for her phone, she finds it. Picking it up, she swipes over to check her messages.
    It's from Eric.   meet me @ Anderson park 535. dont b late, its important. Love, eric   Nicole looks a bit concerned. She scrunches up her face.   NICOLE: Hm! Wonder what HE wants. Maybe he's finally made up his mind...   Nicole stops herself a moment before continuing, laughing sarcastically.   NICOLE: Right. Maybe the Pope's become an atheist too! God, I need a drink. Good thing TBD's near the park.   Nicole grabs her files, shoves them hastily into her briefcase before grabbing her coat, and heading out of her office.   ---  
    Tyler sits uncomfortably in his seat in Victor's office at Titan, as he tries to talk his way out of his dismissive comment against Maggie he just made to Victor. Victor, meanwhile, stands in the corner of the room, sorting through some documents.   TYLER: I...I'm sorry, Victor. I didn't realize...Maggie was...your...wife.   Victor turns, smiling wryly as he saunters over to his desk, slowly sitting himself down in his executive chair.   VICTOR: I had a feeling. Personally, I'm amazed you've made it this far in business without learning to do your due diligence. A man in your position could stand to be a bit more careful.   Tyler swallows hard, nodding fervently as he swivels himself slightly to reach a jug of water on Victor's desk. Pouring himself a glass, he continues to backtrack.   TYLER: Well...knowing what I do about Maggie now...I...well...she'd be a great fit. I will say though...   Victor glares Tyler's way as Tyler continues to fumble.   TYLER: You, uh...you might want to take a few days to...you know....assess the situation.
    VICTOR: Well, naturally, I'll be attending to some other things, dealing with the last of Brady's affairs with Titan, and handling the selloff of Titan TV.   Tyler, suddenly snapping out of his own worries, remembers something important to bring up to Victor. Scurrying to grab his tablet, Tyler gets up from his seat, and walks to Victor's side of the desk.   TYLER: Speaking of which, you uhh...you might want to look at this.   Tyler hands Victor his tablet, showing the news report, revealing DiMera Enterprises has acquired Titan TV. Victor's rage escalates immediately.   VICTOR: Dammit!   ---  
    Gabi walks carefully down the steps onto the foggy pier, looking cautiously around for Liam. Spotting him approach through the mist, she looks nonchalantly about before heading his way.
    Gabi cautiously looks around before speaking to Liam, who never quite looks her in the eye as they chat.   GABI: Have you got it?
    LIAM: Yeah.   Gabi looks at Liam intensely suddenly, holding out her hand in anticipation, but Liam doesn’t hand the bag containing the pills quite so quickly.   LIAM: NOT…so fast. I didn’t go to all this trouble for you to just grab and go. You need to understand a few things first.   Gabi breathes quickly, very uncomfortable suddenly with a very intense Liam.   ---
    ---  
    Jerome is escorted by Hope into the police station in handcuffs. He stays silent, but has an intense, embittered look on his face as Hope leads him into the interrogation room, where a curious Rafe joins them.
    Looking over, he points toward Jerome.   RAFE: Who's this?
    HOPE: THIS is the burglar that's been targeting the houses in the west end.
    RAFE: Is that so? Well, then I guess it's time we had a little chat then, huh?
    JEROME: I'd love to...after my lawyer shows up.   Hope rolls her eyes as Rafe leans over the table, trying to stare Jerome down. Jerome won't engage. He stares at the floor, head tilted.   RAFE: You'll talk now if you know what's good for you, man. That's the eighth house you've hit this month. You're a hard man to track down!
    JEROME: I thought I was entitled to a phone call.   Rafe grins, shaking his head.   RAFE: Heh. Yeah, no. You're not entitled to one.
    JEROME: I know my rights. What little I have--
    RAFE: ...You've been watching too much Law & Order. You're not going anywhere until we hear those magic words.   Jerome sighs, fighting his urge to roll his eyes. He simply closes them and responds as if on cue.   JEROME: Please?
    HOPE: Wrong magic words, Jerome. He means "I did it".   Jerome finally turns to face Hope and Rafe, as if suddenly HIS magic words have been spoken. He looks intensely at Hope as his temper flares.   JEROME: Would it make a difference if I did?
    HOPE: What's that supposed to mean?
    JEROME: It means when a black man is in the wrong place at the wrong time, he could saving the President from a terrorist attack and you suckers would think he's the one trying to kill him!   Rafe steps toward Jerome in anger, but Hope holds him back. She focuses in on Rafe a moment, speaking softly to him.   HOPE: No. We're doing this my way, okay?   After a moment, Rafe cools off and nods. Hope turns back to Jerome.   HOPE: You want your lawyer? Call them.
    JEROME: I need to contact my grandmother to get a lawyer for me.   Hope sighs. She walks up to Jerome.   HOPE: Stand up.   Jerome responds dutifully, as Hope walks him toward the door. Rafe hangs back, as Hope leads Jerome out into the main room, Rafe following behind them, arms folded, looking imposing.   HOPE: We have to book you anyway.
    RAFE: You alright or you want me around?
    HOPE: I think I can handle this one.
    RAFE: Alright. Suit yourself. You know where to find me.
    HOPE: Yup...alright, sit down here.   Jerome sits down in front of the desk, as Hope motions another cop to stand behind Jerome to monitor him, which elicits a momentary eye roll from Jerome. Hope barely notices as she pulls up the file on the computer.   HOPE: Right. Full name.
    JEROME: I'm not getting my phone call first--   Hope interrupts in a booming voice that could silence a football field.   HOPE: FULL NAME.   Jerome looks down again, defeat in his voice as he responds.   JEROME: Jerome Grant.   Hope looks up suddenly, taken aback by Jerome's last name.   HOPE: Uh...right. I think the uh...booking can wait. Did you...your phone call. It was to...
    JEROME: University Hospital. Ask for Valerie Grant.   Hope looks over at Jerome, wide eyed, her cool truly lost.   ---   Daniel and Billie walk into Daniel's office. Daniel shuts the door behind them as Billie walks in, still emotional from her visit with Theresa, and with her questions for Daniel.   BILLIE: You didn't answer me, Daniel.
    DANIEL: No, I didn't. Because I wasn't going to start an argument in a room you're not even supposed to be in.   Billie sighs as Daniel walks over to her, putting his hands firmly on her upper arms. He holds her there, staring deeply into her eyes.   DANIEL: Look...Billie, I know it hasn't been that long that I've been...separated from Jennifer, but....you really need to understand. What she and I had together...it's over. Completely.
    BILLIE: That's not what I asked, Daniel.   Billie tries to shake Daniel off of her, but Daniel lets go anyway. Billie starts to pace the room, looking down as she carefully chooses her words.   BILLIE: Look...I don't want to bring up the past and...painful memories any more than you do, but...when I saw Laura in your office, and you were talking about helping Jenn and Abby out, I...I saw the look in your eye, Daniel. You still love her.
    DANIEL: Well, yes. I mean...it's not like those feelings just...disappear overnight, you know. I mean...yes...YES, I love Jenn. I probably always will. But, Billie...   Daniel walks back over to Billie and tenderly caresses her cheek with his hand. Billie initially tries to wriggle away but relents quickly, as Daniel continues.   DANIEL: I'm IN love with you. That's all that matters.   Billie says nothing, sighing a bit as she leans her face into Daniel's hand.   DANIEL: Right?   Billie starts to crack a smile as she steps toward Daniel, putting her arms around him.   BILLIE: I guess...I guess you're right.
    DANIEL: Thaaaat's better.   Daniel smiles as he holds Billie. They lean in for a kiss.   Separating, Billie smiles.   BILLIE: Look. I...I have to get going. Thanks again for getting me in there today.
    DANIEL: Anytime.
    BILLIE: Uh...maybe we can meet up tonight? Dinner at my...   Daniel looks at Billie, shaking his head.   BILLIE: ...mom's...bad idea.   Simultaneously they shake their heads, responding over each other.#   DANIEL: Baaaaad idea.
    BILLIE: Yeah, no. Not going there. Well...I'll text you?
    DANIEL: Better idea.
    BILLIE: Alright.   Billie leans against the doorway to Daniel's office, she smiles playfully, blowing a kiss Daniel's way.   BILLIE: I love you.
    DANIEL: I love you too.   As Billie turns the corner, her expression changes immediately to one of determination.   BILLIE: Alright, Daniel. What are you trying to protect Jenn from, and why are you Laura's only hope.   Inside Daniel's office, Daniel shakes his head, expression changed as well, as he mulls over what he knows about Jenn, and Abby.   DANIEL: God, I hope Billie doesn't go digging now. I'm not even sure Abby's safe now. God help her if Billie gets involved.   ---   Gabi looks fearfully at Liam, who's grabbed her one arm, hands her a plastic pharmacy bag, containing a bottle of what's marked as generic Acetaminophen, and Marlena's stolen perscription pad.   GABI: What...what's in here?
    LIAM: Everything you asked for. But you can't go demanding anything like this again. It's too risky. You got it? No more contact.   Gabi nods furiously, scared stiff.   LIAM: Okay, here's what you need to know. These are Dr. Marlena Evans' perscription pads. Slip them in his bag when his back's turned, and make sure they nab the guy this time.
    GABI: Okay. Okay. Look, what if this doesn't work?
    LIAM: Then he's your problem. There's no third chance here.   Gabi sighs. Eventually nodding. She grabs the bag and runs off, stopping momentarily to thank Liam.   GABI: Thank--   Gabi looks and finds Liam's already vanished into the mist. Gabi sighs audibly and heads quickly back up toward the pub.   GABI: This HAS to work. Please, God. For my daughter's sake.   Gabi looks around again, careful not to be seen by anyone as she makes her way up the steps from the pier.   ---   Nicole walks into the clearing at the park. Looking around for Eric, she doesn't see him. Or anyone. She stands in her winter coat, shivering as she goes to grab her phone from her purse.   She looks down to see a bright red envelope attached to the bench in front of her.   Intrigued, she steps towards it, picking it up.   Her name is on the front. Opening it, she begins to crack a smile as she sees the card inside. She pulls the all-white card from the envelope and reads its inscription.       Nicole looks up.   NICOLE: 8-3-5? What the...?   Jarred by the abrupt end to the letter, she begins looking around again. She notices a single red rose on the ground on the other side of the bench. Tilting her head around, she approaches it.   Picking it up, she sees a trail of roses leading into a larger, but dimly lit clearing on the other side of the bushes. As it's getting dark, she fishes through her bag to pull out a small flashlight she keeps on her keychain.   Following the trail leads her to a small box with a combination lock on it.   Nicole studies the box carefully as she picks it up. A song gently begins as she does.     (0:13) Nicole checks the note again and begins to plug in the combination.   ---  
    (0:26) Valerie hears her office phone ring at the hospital, as she prepares to leave for the day. Picking up the receiver, she's immediately upset by what she hears on the other end. Tearing up as she shakes her head, she responds to the person on the other end shortly before hanging up.   ---   (0:51) Jerome looks straight ahead, a distant blank look in his eye as the phone is placed back down at the police station. Hope looks on, now more distracted and concerned than she would normally be on the job. She tries to speak to Jerome.   HOPE: Is she on her way?   Jerome doesn't answer, lost in his own mind, he doesn't even look Hope's way.   HOPE: Jerome?   Knowing he's not paying attention, Hope carries on with the paperwork, sighing in resignation.   ---   (1:30) Billie drives down the road, deep in thought about her friend Jennifer and the insecurity she feels about her relationship with Daniel, as well as the tragic circumstances that have led to her close friend Theresa ending up in a coma she may not wake up from, and Kim barring Billie from visiting Theresa in hospital.   Distracted, she begins to veer into oncoming traffic.   (1:55) She catches herself as a horn blares out, causing her to quickly jerk the steering wheel right, pulling her car over to the shoulder. Braking hard, she begins to tear up. Resting her head against the steering wheel, she lets her emotions out, crying hard in her car.   ---   (2:08) Victor sits alone in his office, the headline of DiMera taking over Titan TV resting on his desk.   Victor looks over to see a picture of Brady looking back at him. He stares into it, wistfully.   ---   (2:30) Nicole finishes setting the combination on the box, and opens it.   Seeing a beautiful diamond ring, she takes a step back, trying in vain to hold back from crying.  
    (2:45) Eric appears, as a series of lights are turned on via dimmers. Eric smiles warmly at a teary-eyed Nicole.  
    The lights are strung up to read "Will you marry me?". Nicole reads them over, and tears up even more.   ERIC: So...I've been doing some thinking.   Nicole laughs through her tears, Eric joining her. Nicole responds as she wipes her tears away.   NICOLE: I can see that.
    ERIC: I just want you to know that...if doing the right thing means a life without you...I don't want that life.   Nicole wraps her arms around Eric, moved beyond words.   ERIC: Nicole. I love you...so...much. So...what do you say?   Nicole breathes in deeply, as Eric gets on one knee to put the ring on her finger.   ERIC: Nicole Walker. Will you marry me?   (3:34) Nicole shouts out her answer, bouncing in place, still freezing.   NICOLE: Oh my God, YES!   Eric puts the ring on, lifting Nicole into the air for a passionate kiss that they wish would never end. Eric and Nicole's hands wrap around each other, holding each other tightly as they kiss with an intensity that heats up the cold evening.   When they do end their kiss, Nicole rests in Eric's arms, as they tenderly hold each other, Nicole's tears still smearing her mascara. Eric looks on with a look that shows he's finally at peace.   ---
  19. beebs
    EPISODE 86
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson
    Sonny walks up to the door of the Kiriakis Mansion, and rings the doorbell, while Will stands behind him, trying to hide his annoyance at having to be at this family dinner to begin with. 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. Realizing what's happening, he snaps out of his daze and chokes out a reply. Feigning a smile.
    WILL: I...yeah, we...we've met.
    ALEX: Yeah! Turns out Will's my new employee.
    WILL: Yeah! Keeping it in the family. You know.
    Will sneaks a look at Sonny, whose eyes beg Will not to keep antagonizing him on this night. Will smiles, as Alex motions them into the living room.
    ALEX: You, uh...you guys wanna come into the living room. We're having drinks before dinner.
    SONNY: That...sounds like exactly what I need. Will?
    WILL: Absolutely. Lead the way.
    Sonny and Alex head into the living room, Will following closely behind, his face dropping as his sudden tension at being at dinner with both Alex and Sonny shows.
    ---

    Jennifer walks into her living room, a file folder in hand, as Laura sits on the sofa, reading a book on her tablet. As Jennifer walks in, Laura looks up at her daughter and smiles.
    LAURA: Jennifer! How was your day?
    Jennifer sets the file folder on the desk in the corner of the room, before turning toward her mother, smiling, but with an visible tension about her body language.
    JENNIFER: Oh, it was good. You know...quiet day. I had...a press release to finish up about our brand new chief of staff.
    LAURA: Ohh Valerie Grant. It's...so exciting to have her back. I mean, I wish it were under different circumstances, but...
    JENNIFER: I know...it's such a shock...Kayla taking off like that so suddenly. No word on why or...what's happening with Steve and Joey.
    LAURA: I just hope they're okay.
    JENNIFER: Yeah...so do I.
    Jennifer looks to one side in the momentary silence between mother and daughter. She smiles quickly before heading for the kitchen.
    JENNIFER: I, uh...I should go get myself together. Liam and I are going out tonight.
    This causes Laura's eyes to bug out, suddenly worry showing across her face as she watches her daughter head out of the room.
    LAURA: Going out, again? You...Jennifer, you and Liam have become...really close really quickly.
    Jennifer stops in her tracks in the doorway. Turning around, a strange look on her face.
    JENNIFER: Yes, we have. Uh...Mom...you know, you've been rather...uneasy with Liam lately. I mean...I know JJ has also had some...rather vocal misgivings about him as well.
    LAURA: Yes, he has. And...I confess...so have I. But--
    JENNIFER: ...Has JJ been putting these ideas in your head, Mom?
    Laura turns to Jennifer, trying to put her at ease and reaching out, as Jenn walks back into the room, arms folded.
    LAURA: Darling, no! Look, we just...we love you, and with Abigail away, and it being so little time since you and Daniel split...I just...I don't want you to rush into anything, I mean...are you going to be coming home tonight?
    Jennifer turns to face Laura, arms still folded in discomfort at her mother's invasive line of questioning.
    JENNIFER: Mother! Look, this is none of your business, I am a grown woman with adult children of my own. I don't have to tell you where and when I'm spending the night with a man I'm dating.
    Laura puts up her hands to try to calm Jennifer down a moment.
    LAURA: That's....that's not how I meant it. I'm just....I'm just saying, I want you to take it slow. I know how Daniel hurt you by lying about JJ and Theresa and I just...
    JENNIFER: You're just looking out for me, I know...
    Jennifer walks away again, her arms unfolding as she tries to calm down, realizing her mother's only looking out for her. After a moment, she turns again, cooled off enough to speak again.
    JENNIFER: I know. It's just...JJ's different. I know he wants me and Daniel together, and...I don't know...
    LAURA: Do you think JJ's making up trouble for nothing?
    Jennifer ponders Laura's question a moment before answering.
    JENNIFER: I don't know. I mean, maybe. Maybe he's just looking out for me.
    Jennifer shrugs as she continues, pacing the room as she talks to Laura, almost thinking aloud as she does.
    JENNIFER: Sometimes I wonder about Liam. I mean...today he came to visit me at work, and...he had some phone call. He hurried off. It was...it was bizarre, he seemed so...tense. 
    LAURA: A phone call?
    JENNIFER: Yeah...some deal he had to close with another hospital. It really seemed to upset him and he ran off.
    Laura feigns cluelessness, as she tries to coax more information out of her daughter.
    LAURA: Well, hopefully it clears up before tonight.
    Laura gets up from the couch, putting a hand on her worried daughter's shoulder.
    LAURA: Look, JJ will come around, and soon Abigail will be home, and...things will get back to normal again.
    Jennifer smiles, the tension starting to ease off as she turns to face her mother, a warm smile on her face again.
    JENNIFER: Thanks, Mom. And for the record, I have not been to Liam's home yet...I actually...honestly don't even know where he lives, if I'm honest. It's...strange, isn't it?
    Suddenly, the doorbell rings, prompting a chuckling Jennifer to head for the door again, leaving Laura behind, her worry intensifying. Laura responds quietly, as Jenn leaves the room.
    LAURA: Yes...very strange.


    Jennifer steps into the foyer. Opening the door, she's surprised to see Billie waiting at her door.
    JENNIFER: Billie! Oh my God, it's so good to see you!
    Billie smiles widely, looking almost too happy to see her old friend as she waits at the door.
    ---

    ---
    Jennifer hesitates for a moment, before stepping back from the door to invite Billie inside.
    JENNIFER: Uh, sorry, oh gosh, Billie, come in.
    Billie steps in, all smiles, with a tension in her smile, as she looks around to see if anyone else is at home. Jennifer turns to face Billie, holding her arms out for a hug.
    BILLIE: Ohhh, thank you, it's so good to see you!
    Jennifer and Billie hug tightly. Billie steps away from Jennifer, still holding her hands.
    JENNIFER: You too. I'm surprised to see you just...drop by.
    BILLIE: Yeah, sorry, I should have called first. I've been in town...well...a month or two now and...I just never called. I'm sorry, there's just been....a lot happening.
    Jennifer looks with concern at Billie.
    JENNIFER: I heard what happened with Theresa. I can't see her and I...ever saw eye to eye but...she didn't deserve this.
    Billie looks down, trying to hold in her emotions. Her voice cracks a bit as she talks to Jennifer.
    BILLIE: Yeah, well...ahem...she'll pull through this. She's pulled through a lot already.
    Jennifer simply smiles in response. After a moment, Laura walks over, a bright smile on her face as she sees Billie.
    LAURA: Billie! It's good to see you again.
    BILLIE: Hi! Yes, it's been...years. Wow!
    LAURA: Look, uh...Jenn, I'm just going upstairs a minute. I have a call to make.
    JENNIFER: Alright, Mom.
    Laura heads upstairs, as Jennifer guides Billie into the living room. Jennifer motions to the couch for Billie to sit. Billie obliges, as Jenn steps to the side table.
    JENNIFER: Did you, uh...did you want some tea?
    BILLIE: I'd love some, thanks.
    Jennifer flips over two teacups from the tray on the table, pouring out tea from the pot next to it. Billie reluctantly speaks up, breaking the increasingly awkward silence.
    BILLIE: So, uh...Jenn. I uh...I hear you've been...seeing someone. Does this mean you are...you know...over Daniel?
    Jennifer looks up, setting the tea down before she overpours the tea. Turning to face Billie, she looks on with confusion at Billie's strange line of questioning.
    ---

    Lucas sits at his desk at Titan, typing away at his computer, as Sheryl knocks on the door of his office. Lucas barely flinches at the distraction, choosing to continue his work. Sheryl, refusing to be ignored, speaks up.
    SHERYL: Oh Mr. Horton. You have a visitor.
    Lucas looks away finally, seeing Sheryl looking at him sensually. Lucas smiles back.
    LUCAS: Sheryl! Hey! Um...hey, come in, I'll just be one second, okay?
    SHERYL: Alright.
    Sheryl steps into Lucas' office, walking up behind him, putting her hands on his shoulders, sensing tension in them. Lucas flinches as Sheryl rubs his shoulders gently.
    SHERYL: Ooh, someone's feeling a bit tense.

    Sheryl leans in, speaking softly into Lucas' ear as she rubs Lucas' shoulders more deeply. Lucas can't hide the discomfort he increasingly feels. As she does, Kate is about to enter Lucas' office, but stops, hearing Sheryl inside. She leans against the door and listens in silently.
    SHERYL: I guess I should...(whispers) take care of that.
    Sheryl bites Lucas' earlobe, finally causing Lucas to jump back. Sheryl jumps back as well, stunned by Lucas' strong negative reaction.
    LUCAS: Sorry, I just...you caught me at a bad time.
    Sheryl looks Lucas up and down, annoyed at the reaction to her sensual play from her partner.
    SHERYL: I should say so. God, far be it from me to disturb you.
    Lucas gets up from his seat, putting a hand to his forehead, as he tries to apologize.
    LUCAS: Look, it's...it's not you, I just...there's a lot of stuff going down right now with work. You know, the TV station selling, the oil sands fiasco, and  Brady dying. It's just...I got a lot on my mind.
    Sheryl takes a moment, before stepping towards Lucas again, trying to put a comforting hand on his shoulder. Kate spying even closer by the door, just out of eyeshot of the two inside.
    SHERYL: Honey, I know that. That's why I wanted to...surprise you with a little...you know...affection.
    LUCAS: I know, babe, but...look, just...just give me ten minutes and, I promise...I'll make this up to you, we'll go for some drinks and maybe a late dinner at Club TBD? How's that sound?
    Sheryl cracks a smile again, noticing Lucas relaxing again.
    SHERYL: Alright, you're on.
    LUCAS: Great, uh...why don't you go ahead of me and, I'll meet you there in 20.
    SHERYL: Sure.
    As Sheryl responds, Kate opens the door to let herself in. Sheryl looks on, surprised to see her.
    SHERYL: Kate!
    KATE: Sheryl! What a surprise to see you in so late...putting in those overtime hours is paying off?
    SHERYL: You could say that.
    Kate smiles, but with an underlying coldness in her tone that Sheryl can sense.
    KATE: Well, I wouldn't want you to overwork yourself. Go enjoy your evening.
    SHERYL: Ohh, I intend to. I'll see you later?
    KATE: Indeed.
    Sheryl walks toward the door as Kate steps inside. Sheryl turns back to speak to Lucas as she rests her hand on the doorknob.
    SHERYL: See you in a half hour?
    LUCAS: Sounds good.
    SHERYL: Alright, bye, honey.
    As Sheryl closes the door, Kate turns to face Lucas, looking unimpressed.
    KATE: A piece of advice?
    Lucas looks at his mother, dreading what's about to come.
    LUCAS: No, but I'm sure you'll give it to me anyway.
    Kate leans over Lucas' desk, never taking her eyes off Lucas for a second.
    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.
    Lucas looks on, looking simultaneously annoyed at his mother, and confounded that she was able to listen in.
    ---

    At the DiMera Mansion, Stefano sits quietly in his executive chair, facing a raging fire, as the sun dims into dusk. He stares directly into the fire, contemplating the many matters on his mind at the moment. 

    As he does, the doors of the living room open, Nick Fallon making something of a grand entrance.
    NICK: Mr. DiMera, Sir! You will be pleased to know that everything is moving ever-so-quickly into place.
    Stefano smiles, his eyes never moving from the fire as he responds to Nick.
    STEFANO: I should hope so. You've done very well in bringing us Titan TV, now to bring us the rest of the empire...and Victor Kiriakis' head on a platter.
    ---

    Victor stands in the living room, pouring himself a drink, as Sonny, Will, and Alex step inside. Victor looks over, and smiles.
    VICTOR: Ah! Sonny! Will! Glad to see you've made it. A drink?
    Will immediately pipes up, cheerily chiming in his response.
    WILL: I'll have a double.
    Sonny looks back, annoyance still lingering on his face, as Victor responds, holding a glass up.
    VICTOR: Sonny?
    Sonny hesistates, trying to communicate to Will to cool it, before turning to respond to Victor.
    SONNY: Uh, yeah, Uncle Vic. Just a single for me, though.
    VICTOR: Fine. You, Alex?
    ALEX: I'll pass, Uncle Vic.
    Victor prepares the drinks, as Victor continues, casually starting conversation.
    VICTOR: So, Will! How are you finding working for EnerNext?
    Will looks at Sonny, then Alex, smiling wryly as he responds to Victor.
    WILL: So far, I love it. Everyone's been lovely, and your uh...nephew here has been incredibly welcoming.
    Victor turns, heading over to hand Will his drink.
    VICTOR: That's good to hear. And how are things between you and Sonny?
    Sonny and Will look awkwardly at each other, before Sonny tries to end this line of questioning.
    SONNY: Uh...Uncle Vic, I'd rather not--
    WILL: ...Oh it's fine, Sonny. After all, you were more than open with Victor about how you feel about me having this job, I'm sure Victor won't mind me sharing how I feel.
    Sonny looks at Will, shocked by his petulence.
    SONNY: WILL!
    ALEX: I...think I should go...check on...dinner...
    WILL: No, no! Alex, don't be ridiculous. Stay, it's nothing major.
    Victor looks at the situation, taking a sip from his drink while he frets about the mess created.
    VICTOR: So you heard about our conversation then, Will?
    Will looks at Victor, smiling, a smugness in his eyes.
    WILL: Oh yes. We had a really...intense talk about it. Oh, don't worry. He and I came to a very good resolution about it. I mean, you know...it's not perfect but...well, I'm definitely not going to be giving up my job anytime soon.
    VICTOR: That's good to hear. We're lucky to have you with us, Will.
    WIll smiles warmly, the layer of artifice melting away at Victor's compliment.
    WILL: Thank you, Mr. Kiriakis.
    Victor smiles back, as he hands Alex his drink. Alex obliges, nodding slightly in thanks. Alex turns to Will in the same moment.
    ALEX: Victor's right, you know. I'm really glad Sonny has gone along with this job. Personally, I didn't think he would be down with it. He's really....proud that way.
    Sonny laughs uncomfortably at Alex's dig at him. Alex continues before Sonny can respond.
    ALEX: Ahhh, I'm just playing. Look, bro. Your fiancé's a great writer. He's gonna be an awesome addition to the team.
    Sonny smiles graciously, if sheepishly. He nods in agreement, though looking to the ground, deep in thought.
    SONNY: Yeah, that's...no surprise to me. He's a very talented guy.
    WILL: You're all so kind. I mean, honestly, thank you. All of you.

    As Will finishes, Maggie, Adrienne, and Noelle walk into the living room from the side room leading to the kitchen. Maggie's face lights up upon seeing Will and Sonny.
    MAGGIE: Will! Sonny! You're here!
    Maggie walks over quickly, giving a hug to both Will and Sonny, while Noelle hangs back, curling her arm around Alex's. Adrienne, meanwhile, hangs back, watching Victor's quickly-souring face as he watches Noelle slinking herself around Alex, never talking her eyes off Victor as she does.
    A moment later, Adrienne's eyes are taken with Will's sudden fascination with Noelle and Alex's closeness. Will looks stunned, almost despondent, by the gesture of affection between Noelle and Alex.
    WILL: Um...Alex...who is this?
    Alex looks over at Noelle, who rests her head affectionately on Alex's shoulder.
    ALEX: Oh! Yeah, where are my manners? I'd like to introduce you and Sonny to my wife. Noelle Curtis.
    Noelle smiles proudly as Will's face drops, another bombshell hitting him. Victor, meanwhile, grips his drink tightly, immediately taking a sip while he looks away bitterly, and Sonny looks on, cheerily oblivious to everyone else's displeasure.
    Adrienne, meanwhile, looks on from the corner, fixated on Will's miserable expression. She can't hide the displeasure and concern in his face.
    ---
  20. beebs
    EPISODE 87
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: ML Cooks, Nick Monarco & C. Nathaniel Richardson  

    Will, stood in the living room of the Kiriakis mansion alongside his fiance Sonny, looks on at Noelle and Alex's cosy togetherness. Stunned, he can barely choke out a response to Alex's introduction of Noelle, his wife.

    WILL: I...your wife! I...wow! You...I didn't realize.

    Alex laughs at Will's surprise, as Sonny reaches out to Noelle.

    SONNY: It's so good to finally meet you.
    NOELLE: And you, Sonny.


    Noelle breaks free from Alex's arm to give her brother-in-law a hug, as Adrienne steps forward into the scene from across the room, as Victor, still stood in front of the living room bar, looks her way.

    ADRIENNE: Well, now that we've all had a chance for introductions, shall I uh...set the table?
    VICTOR: Nonsense, Adrienne. Have a seat. Would you like a drink?


    Adrienne looks behind her to the chair behind her. She sits herself down as the others follow suit, seated across the sofa, with Maggie taking the easychair opposite Adrienne. 

    ADRIENNE: Uh, no thank you, Victor. I'll just...wait until dinner.

    Maggie senses tension in the air, and tries to break it after a moment of awkward silence.

    MAGGIE: Ah, so...Noelle! It's...really nice to see you again. Ah, I was just saying to Adrienne and Noelle in the kitchen that I hadn't seen her since she were a little girl. And now here you are...all grown up--

    Noelle looks Maggie's way, smiling, as Victor interrupts Maggie with a snarky remark.

    VICTOR: Marrying for money and status, just like her louse of a father.

    Maggie immediately turns to Victor, disgust plain on her face, as Victor takes a sip of his drink.

    MAGGIE: Victor, we have guests. They may be family, but it is no time to be airing your greivences.

    Adrienne chimes in, hoping to reclaim some good humour in the room.

    ADRIENNE: I agree. This is supposed to be a pleasant evening, and...
    MAGGIE: ...And it's a time for celebration. Alex is back in Salem, with a beautiful new bride, no comment from the peanut gallery, thank you.

    Victor scowls as Maggie looks pointedly his way.

    MAGGIE: And we have one more marriage soon to come in the family. As Will will soon be part of our family as well.

    Will smiles awkwardly as Maggie gets up from her seat to pour herself a soda. Sonny puts a hand on Will's knee, causing Will to look down quickly, before looking up at Sonny. Sonny's eyes are glued to Will's, almost pleading with him to be civil. Will looks at Sonny, lovingly, but with a degree of coldness.

    MAGGIE: Adrienne, would you at least like a soda to toast with?

    Adrienne looks away from Sonny and Will, as if snapping out of a daze. She responds to Maggie, awkwardly, but pleasantly.

    ADRIENNE: Ahh....oh, yes! Yes, thank you!

    Maggie turns back to pour the drink, as Victor paces behind the sofa, observing all the tension bubbling under the proceedings. His face tells the story, as his scowl persists.

    MAGGIE: There you are. So, to our guests of honour. Will, Sonny, Alex, and Noelle. May they live and love for many years to come.

    As everyone raises their glasses, Maggie fixes her gaze on an unmoved Victor, who raises his glass only at the behest of his wife.
     
    ---


    Billie picks up a cup of tea from the coffee table in the Horton living room, as Jennifer sits down in the chair near her.

    JENNIFER: Billie, I don't see why you're so curious about my feelings for Daniel.

    Billie stirs uncomfortably, as she tries to answer Jennifer as gently as possible.

    BILLIE: Look...Jenn, I don't mean to pry, that certainly isn't my intention. But...I think you should know...Daniel and I have been...well, we've been seeing each other, and it's been getting pretty serious.

    Jennifer keeps a cool exterior, setting down her tea on the coffee table. She nods at Billie and feigns a smile.

    JENNIFER: That's great. That's good to hear, Billie. But Daniel and I are through. What he does is really none of my business.
    BILLIE: Well...that's where you're wrong.

    Jennifer looks at Billie, confused, and a touch resentful at Billie's insistence.

    JENNIFER: What do you mean by that, Billie? 

    Billie looks down at the ground, trying very hard not be tactless in how she answers the question.

    BILLIE: Because, based on what I've seen today, it's obvious to me that he's still very much in love with you.

    Jennifer looks at Billie, contemplative and a bit frustrated, by Billie's revelation.

    ---


    Laura knocks gently on JJ's bedroom door. JJ sits at his desk, typing away on an assignment, with her earbuds in, and doesn't hear Laura. Laura, seeing this, lets herself in, walking over to JJ and tapping him on the shoulder. JJ jumps, and upon seeing Laura behind him, takes his earbuds out.

    JJ: Grandma!
    LAURA: Sorry if I scared you, but...I wanted to give you some news.

    JJ turns around, as Laura sits down at the edge of JJ's bed.

    JJ: Okay, what's up?

    Laura smiles, trying to sum up everything she's learned today. Still a bit tense and uneasy with some of it, she decides to start with the good news first.

    LAURA: Well, there's some good news, and some...troubling news.
    JJ: Alright, lay the bad on me first.
    LAURA: Well, maybe I should give you the good news first. I...I don't want to cause you alarm.
    JJ: Grandma--
    LAURA: Look, the good news is...I spoke to Daniel today, and...well, he agreed to look into Liam a bit more deeply for us.

    JJ smiles, a look of relief on his face.

    JJ: That's fantastic! Do you...do you think this will mean that...maybe there's a chance they'll find their way back to each other?

    Laura looks down, a bit worried. She shakes her head.

    LAURA: JJ, I know you just want your mother to be happy, but...it's too late for your mother and Daniel.
    JJ: But, I mean, he still loves her, right? I mean, he's agreed to help us--
    LAURA: ...That doesn't mean that they're getting back together. Look, I know you blame yourself for your mother and Daniel splitting up, but...what's important right now is that we keep your mother safe.

    JJ nods, a bit disappointed, but understanding his grandmother's thinking.

    JJ: No, you're right. So...what was the bad news, then?

    Laura breathes in deeply, hoping the right words will come out.

    LAURA: Look, I don't want to...(sigh)...I don't mean to worry you, but...I overheard Liam having a conversation on the phone at the hospital today.
    JJ: A conversation? Okay, with who?

    Laura takes a second to answer, her eyes staring intensely at JJ as she speaks, worry causing her voice to shake.

    LAURA: EJ DiMera.

    JJ looks on, more worried for his mom than ever.

    ---
     
    ---
     

    Valerie and Jerome step into their new house. Valerie tosses her car keys casually on the table by the door, as she and Jerome step in from the winter cold.

    VALERIE: Well...it's not exactly how I planned your welcome. (sigh) But here it is.

    Jerome looks around, a smile on his face as he takes in his surroundings.

    JEROME: Well, well. Not bad, Grandma.

    Valerie turns around, cracking a smile. She puts her hand up to Jerome's face, looking affectionately at him.

    VALERIE: I'm glad you're alright. You know, I know it sounds like I'm paranoid but...I mean, you know this, every time you...turn on a TV or look at a newspaper, it's another black person dying in custody, and--
    JEROME: Grandma, I told you. You don't need to worry about me.
    VALERIE: That's where you're wrong, Jerome. You're dead wrong.

    Jerome looks at his grandmother, confused by her persistance.

    JEROME: What do you mean, Grandma? I mean, you talk like you're speaking from experience or something.

    Valerie sighs, hesitating to answer. She looks unflinchingly at Jerome, a simmering rage inside her that she tries desperately to hold back.

    VALERIE: Maybe I am.

    Jerome looks on, dumfounded, shaking his head, as his phone rings. The disruption cuts the tension, as Jerome turns to find his jacket, where the phone is.

    JEROME: I gotta get that.

    Valerie sighs, as Jerome walks over to pick up the phone. Seeing that it's Sheryl, he immediately answers, but quietly.

    JEROME: (into phone) Hey.

    ...


    Sheryl steps off the elevator at the lobby of the Titan building. Her cell phone in hand, as she responds.

    SHERYL: (into phone) Hey, where are you?

    ...

    JEROME: (into phone) Ohhh I'm at my new house. Just settling in after my stint as a hardened criminal.

    ...

    Sheryl, surprised by the news, scrunches her face in displeased surprise.

    SHERYL: (into phone) WHAT? You're joking.

    ...

    Jerome continues, looking at Valerie, trying to keep the conversation light.

    JEROME: (into phone) No joke. Look, I uh...I don't really wanna get into it right now, but...you alright?

    ...

    SHERYL: (into phone) Not really.

    ...

    Jerome rolls his eyes, knowing Sheryl's problems will be something petty.

    JEROME: (into phone) Alright, spill. What is it?

    ...

    SHERYL: (into phone) I think Lucas might be onto us. I don't know how but...something's wrong.

    ...

    Jerome looks ahead, responding without hesitation.

    JEROME: (into phone) Meet me at Jordan's in 20 minutes?

    ...

    Sheryl again furrows her brow, confused by Jerome's request.

    SHERYL: (into phone) I can't until morning.  Uh...besides, you don't even know where she lives...

    ...

    JEROME: (into phone) Text me directions now. She and I need to clear the air. You be there at 8:30 tomorrow morning. Bye.

    Jerome hangs up abruptly, putting his jacket back on, much to Valerie's chagrin. Valerie starts to head toward Jerome.

    VALERIE: Jerome Grant, where are you going?

    Jerome opens the front door of the house, barely stopping to explain himself.

    JEROME: There's an emergency at the University I have to deal with, Grandma. I'll see you in a bit.
    VALERIE: Jerome, wait!

    The door slams shut behind Jerome, causing Valerie to flinch, before looking off resigned and angry.

    ---

    Nick walks up to Stefano's grand leather chair. Resting against the back of it, he watches the fire along with Stefano.

    NICK: You know...you remember those...photos I sold you? Those ones Percy took of Abigail and EJ doing the do? Whatever happened to those?

    Stefano laughs heartily, never taking his eyes off the fire as he answers Nick.

    STEFANO: Ohh I have them in a very safe place. And if Elvis plays his cards right, they won't move from that place.

    ---

    Jennifer gets up from her seat, arms crossed, pacing the room uncomfortably as Billie looks her way, hoping to find a way to calm her nerves.

    BILLIE: Jenn, I'm sorry if I upset you, but...

    Jenn shrugs, shaking her head, deep in her own thoughts, almost not answering Billie, but just verbalizing her inner thoughts.

    JENNIFER: No, it's...it's okay, Billie. it's not your fault, and I'm sorry it's gone this way. But Daniel and I can't be together...I can't trust him. Besides, I've moved on.

    Billie looks Jenn's way, uncertainty in her eye.

    BILLIE: Jenn, I mean...maybe it's my insecurity talking but...it doesn't sound like you have.

    Jenn stops pacing, clicking back and turning to face Billie. She puts her hand over to meet Billie's, which rests on the top of the sofa near where Jenn was pacing. She smiles warmly at her longtime friend.

    JENNIFER: I have. And I've met a wonderful man who loves me and...it feels like we've known each other forever.

    Billie cracks a smile, as Jenn walks around to the other side of the sofa, never letting go of Billie's hand as she goes to sit on the sofa next to Billie, where she begins to gush about Liam.

    BILLIE: That's...GREAT. Tell me more!
    JENNIFER: Oh, Billie, I mean, you know, I know, I've..moved on kinda fast but...this guy, we talk about he just...he understands where I'm coming from, and he...I mean he even remembered Abigail's birthday a couple months ago, I like...I barely remember mentioning it to him. (laughs)

    Billie doesn't join in Jennifer's gushing, schoolgirl laughter, though she tries momentarily. The realization hits her, that this was what Laura was talking about to Daniel. She tries to hide her concern.

    BILLIE: What a...sweetheart.
    JENNIFER: He really is. Billie, I can't wait for you to meet him.
    BILLIE: I'm sure I will soon. He uh...he works at the hospital as well?
    JENNIFER: Yeah! He's a uh...pharmaceutical rep.
    BILLIE: I see.

    Billie nods in feigned approval, before starting to get up from the couch.

    BILLIE: Look, I need to get going, but I'm glad I stopped by. It's good to see you again.

    Jennifer gets up from the couch as well, smiling widely. She reaches quickly over to hug Billie.

    JENNIFER: It's SO good to see you. Ohhh my gosh, you, Daniel, Liam, and I...we should get together sometime soon. 

    Billie smiles, nodding in strained agreement.

    BILLIE: Yes, we...definitely should. And...again, I'm sorry if I upset you.
    JENNIFER: No! Sweetie, never. I know what you're feeling right now. You're going through a lot of emotions. You're feeling...vulnerable. Insecure. It's okay. I understand that. And if you need me, I'll be there for you. Okay?

    Billie smiles earnestly, almost blushing at her friend's warmth and caring.

    BILLIE: Thank you.

    Billie turns and heads for the door, as Jennifer stays behind in the living room, an intense, thoughtful look on her face, as Billie heads out the door.

    Outside, Billie stands in the doorway, more concerned than ever.

    BILLIE: Alright, Billie. Time to find out who this Liam Frasier guy is...and what he wants.

    ---

    JJ gets up from his seat, his worry about his mom's safety palpible, he starts to panic as he speaks, building himself up into a bit of a frenzy, which Laura can't bear to watch, worried she'll be worked up herself.

    JJ: Grandma, what are we gonna do? I mean...if this Liam guy is really working for the DiMeras...I mean...mom could be in serious danger...and Abigail. I mean...she's working for them already. What if they're spying on her. What if this trip to Italy was...what are they gonna do to her?

    Laura looks at JJ, welling up with concern for her family, she can no longer hold back. She stands up from the edge of JJ's bed

    LAURA: I don't know, JJ. But I do know one thing for sure, is that you need to be kept safe from all of this. And I promise you, I will keep you safe, no matter what it costs me.

    Laura leans over and takes JJ in her arms, holding her grandson tightly.

    ---

    Maggie continues to try to cool the frayed nerves in the Kiriakis living room, trying to keep the mood light with banter, which falls on deaf ears to the rest of the party.

    MAGGIE: So it looks like The Penthouse Grille reopening will be ready to go by the spring. Isn't that great?
    ALEX: That's fabulous news, Maggie. I can't wait to see the place.


    Just then, Justin walks in the doors of the living room. Upon seeing his son looking back at him, Justin's face lights up, as does Alex's.

    ALEX: DAD!
    JUSTIN: You gotta be kidding me! Come here, big guy!

    Justin and Alex laugh and share a warm hug, as Adrienne gets up from her seat to greet her husband.

    JUSTIN: And I'm assuming you brought Noelle with you?
    NOELLE: Hi!
    JUSTIN: Noelle! It's been awhile.
    NOELLE: (laughs) Yes, it has. 

    Justin steps over to Noelle, giving her a kiss on the cheek as a greeting. Adrienne, awkwardly stands near Justin, finally piping up.

    ADRIENNE: Ahh, Justin. Sweetie.

    Justing and Adrienne quickly kiss on the lips, Justin smiling warmly at his wife, though sensing her tension.

    JUSTIN: Yes, my dear.
    ADRIENNE: Could I, uh, speak to you in the kitchen a moment.

    Justin shrugs casually, pouring himself a quick drink before taking off.

    JUSTIN: Sure!

    Adrienne leads Justin out of the room into the side room. Inside the living room, Will's eyes follow Adrienne and Justin out, an air of suspicion as he watches them leave. Victor walks back around toward his previous seat.

    VICTOR: God, I hope dinner's soon. All this fretting and suspicious behaviour is working up my appetite.

    Maggie, starting to lose her cool, begins to crack, her voice raising in irritation not just as Victor, but everyone.

    MAGGIE: Victor, I swear to God. One more snide remark out of you--
    VICTOR: ...And what, Maggie? You'll divorce me?

    Maggie gets up from her seat, finally blown her cool.

    MAGGIE: Don't press your luck, Kiriakis!

    Noelle sits, revelling in Victor's misery, but Sonny thinks better of the situation and gets up as well to try to calm things down.

    SONNY: Okay, maybe we should go set the table. I think Chef is nearly ready for the starters, so...

    Will follows suit, still more fixated on Adrienne and Justin's whereabouts, but using this as an opportunity to spy.

    WILL: Yeah. Yeah, I think that's a great idea, Sonny.
    NOELLE: Ohh, and miss all this great together time? Victor will be so disappointed. Won't he?

    Victor stands stoically by the bar set. Taking a sip of his drink, he casually retorts.

    VICTOR: Blow it out your nose, Hussy.
    MAGGIE: That does it! I've had enough. Victor, I hope you enjoy the poolhouse, because that's where you're staying tonight.

    Victor looks at Maggie, incredulously.

    VICTOR: What on Earth are you talking about, woman? This is MY house!
    MAGGIE: And I own half of it. Remember? I'll be in the kitchen.

    Victor scowls in defeat, as Maggie steps around Victor, heading to the kitchen to join the others in preparing dinner.

    Victor lingers in the living room, alone, save for Noelle, who has stayed behind, a smug smile on her face. Once the last of the group leave the room, Noelle begins to clap at Victor's misfortune.

    NOELLE: Great work, Victor. I have to say...that's one for the books. You've managed to alienate your entire family before the first course is even served. That's got to be a new record. Even for you!

    Victor looks away from Noelle, shaking his head slowly, before quickly downing the rest of his drink.

    ---

    Will and Sonny head for the kitchen, but Will stops just short of the kitchen. Sonny looks back in Will's direction, and Will motions to him, holding one finger up to tell him to hold on a moment.

    WILL: Just need to have a pit stop for a moment.
    SONNY: Okay.

    Sonny disappears through the saloon doors into the kitchen, while Will hangs back, spotting Adrienne and Justin chatting in the garden. Being sure not to be seen, he hides around the corner, just close enough to overhear their conversation outside.
     

    Adrienne stands  stone still. Arms folded, staring straight ahead, as Justin tries desperately to discover what's wrong. He walks up behind Adrienne, putting his hands tenderly on her shoulders.

    JUSTIN: Hey, you alright?
    ADRIENNE: (sigh) I hope so.

    Justin, unsatisfied with his wife's answer, resists his urge to roll his eyes, as Adrienne continues.

    ADRIENNE: I uh...I think I must be losing my mind.
    JUSTIN: Oh?

    Adrienne momentarily laughs at herself a bit, before carrying on.

    ADRIENNE: Yeah! Well...see...you know how I've always....had some misgivings about Will and Sonny being together.

    Justin nods, worried that he knows the direction this conversation's headed.

    JUSTIN: Yyyes. And we've reminded you to stay out of it. Let the boys handle it.

    Adrienne spins around quickly, almost cutting Justin off.

    ADRIENNE: Yes! Exactly! And I told you over and over again that Will is just...he is too much like Sami, and Lucas has not been a much better example for him.
    JUSTIN: Okay. I mean, Lucas has had his fair share of drama, but...you know...so did we.

    Adrienne looks seriously into her husband's eyes. She inhales deeply while she works out her next thought.

    ADRIENNE: Well, I didn't realize how right I was...not until tonight. Justin, this wedding CANNOT happen. I won't let it happen.

    Justin looks on, stunned by his wife's sudden emboldened, and passionate plea.

    Will, meanwhile, hides around the corner, enraged by Adrienne's pointed disapproval.

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

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

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

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

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

    HOPE: Was it that obvious?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    ---


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    NICOLE: Fortunately...

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

    JUSTIN: You're shivering.

    Adreinne waves dismissively at him.

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


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

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

    Adrienne responds incredulously.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    NICOLE: Aaaaalllmost got it. Aaaaaand THERE!

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

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

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

    NICOLE: Smart-ass.

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

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

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

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

    NICOLE: The bedroom?

    Eric nods, a playful glint in his eye.

    ERIC: Bedroom.

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

    ---


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

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

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

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

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

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

    Noelle turns around suddenly, staring down Victor.

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

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

    VICTOR: Mm. Don't remind me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    VICTOR: Damn that little...

    ---


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

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

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

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

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

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

    Alex gives Sonny a smug, mocking look.

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

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

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

    Maggie smiles warmly at Sonny.

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

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

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

    Maggie gives a cute smile to Sonny.

    MAGGIE: I have my ways.

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

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

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

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

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

    SONNY: Hear hear!

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

    ALEX: Hey, Will!

    Will stops a moment before calling out to Sonny.

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

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

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

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

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

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

    SONNY: What's wrong? You alright?

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

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

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

    SONNY: What is it? Tell me.

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

    WILL: It's your mom, Sonny.

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

    ---

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    ---

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

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

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

    HOPE: Not...exactly.

    Rafe squints in confusion, now shaking his head.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

    ---
  22. 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.
    ---
  23. beebs
    EPISODE 132
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

     Brady walks into the main room of Anita's cabin, as she sits on her sofa reading the paper. Hearing Brady come into the room, she looks over her shoulder to see him putting his jacket on.
     
    ANITA: Going somehwere?
    BRADY: Not far. Just gotta meet with that woman I was telling you about.
     
    Anita sets down the paper and turns her body toward Brady. She looks on, pleasantly surprised.
     
    ANITA: Already? 
     
    Anita pulls her reading glasses from her face, and shakes her head in amazement.
     
    ANITA: I'm telling you, today's technology is a miracle.
    BRADY: Tell me about it. From when you told me about it until now, we're looking at about...ohh...about a four hour turnaround time. Crazy, huh?
    ANITA: You better believe it. If I'd have known how much I could get done this fast, I'dve gotten on this internet years ago.
     
    Brady and Anita laugh, as Brady opens the door to the cabin to head out.
     
    BRADY: Right? Okay, I've gotta meet this woman at the general store in about 10 minutes, so I'll be back in about an hour. Hopefully minus one blue SUV.
    ANITA: ...and plus a thousand dollars or two.
     
    Brady points at Anita, agreeing to her point.
     
    BRADY: Exactly. (laughs)
    ANITA: Alright, I'll see you in a bit.
    BRADY: Yep!
     
    Brady shuts the door to the cabin behind him, leaving Anita behind, as she looks over at the PC sitting in the corner. She contemplates sitting down to use it.
     
    ANITA: Well...you've seen enough people use it, Anita. About time to try it for yourself, no?
     
    Anita hesitates as she steps towards the computer, sitting down in the office chair. She rests her fingers on the keyboard. She looks up at the screen, a determined look on her face.
     
    ANITA: Besides...you've got some work to do.
     
    ---
     

    Laura sits with JJ on the bench at Horton Town Square. JJ hugs a despondent Laura.
     
    JJ: No one is going to hurt mom, or Abigail, or me. You got that? I'm gonna make sure of it.
     
    Releasing Laura from his hug, Laura looks down, suddenly no longer hungry. She gets up to throw her partly-melted ice cream sundae in the nearby garbage can, and turns back toward JJ.
     
    JJ looks at Laura with a hint of determination in his eyes.
     
    JJ: Grandma, we have no choice. If I refuse this money, it'll just force mom even further toward Liam. This way, Liam thinks I'm pacified, and I'm far enough removed that I can do some digging in safety. This way, mom, and Abigail, and you are safe.
     
    Laura takes a moment, before slumping down beside JJ on the bench. She nods, fully understanding JJ's position.
     
    LAURA: You're right, JJ. There's no other way. 
     
    Laura turns, looking intensely at JJ as she emphatically instructs JJ.
     
    LAURA: Cash the cheque.
     
    ---
     

     
    Nick sits in the exam room, on the exam table, as Daniel taps away at his tablet, editing Nick's chart. Nick looks on, still hazy from his fall.
     
    Maggie stands by Nick, a hand on his back, being concerned for her relative.
     
    NICK: Dr. Jonas, I don't mean to rush you but...I have somewhere to be.
     
    Daniel doesn't look up, still fixated on his work on the tablet. Despite this, he answers Nick immediately.
     
    DANIEL: Yeah, well, I'm not quite done yet. One more question...did you...prior to this fall you took today...did you suffer any other head injuries recently?
     
    Nick looks up at Daniel, before having a flashback to the night he was dumped in the river. Nick remembers being on top of Gabi, and being hit in the head with a rock.
     

     
    As the rock makes impact with Nick's head, Nick snaps out of his flashback, immediately locking eyes with Daniel.
     
    NICK: Yeah. Yeah, I did. But uh...it wasn't anything major.
    DANIEL: Well, sometimes these injuries sort of...lie dormant for awhile before symptoms appear. I might want to schedule some more tests for you.
     
    Nick looks at Daniel, sighing as he worries about missing the Titan board meeting.
     
    NICK: Ah...Dr. Jonas. I'd love to do that but...can we schedule these for another time? I...I'm really running behind.
     
    Maggie steps in before Daniel can respond, voicing her concern to Nick.
     
    MAGGIE: Nick...I know you're eager to get back to work, but...Honey... head injuries are so unpredictable. If you don't stop and think about your health for a moment...it could kill you.

    Nick looks up at Maggie, affected by her grave warning, but unsure whether or not to proceed.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     

    Jordan sits in her office, consumed by the realization that her safety is in jeopardy thanks to Nick. She plays with her engagement ring nervously, as she stares straight ahead, oblivious to everything around her.
     
    JORDAN: As long as Nick's alive...you'll never be safe...you'll never be free...
     
    Jordan looks on, unblinking, unmoving. She fixates on the point as she continues to fidget with her engagement ring.
     
    JORDAN: As long as he's alive.
     
    As she receives a notification on her phone of a voicemail, she snaps out of her trance, and looks at it. Knowing it's from Sheryl, Jordan ignores it, and quickly gets up from behind her desk.
     
    JORDAN: Dammit...
     
    Scooping up her phone, and realizing the time, she grabsher tablet and heads quickly out into the hall.
     
    JORDAN: Gotta get down for my 5pm.
     
    Closing and locking the door to her office, she quickly walks down the hallway, and into the main lobby. As she steps into the lobby, Maggie steps out of the exam room Nick is in with Daniel. Out of the corner of her eye, she spots Nick inside. Quickly turning to Maggie, she nervously smiles.
     
    JORDAN: Maggie!
     
    Maggie smiles, a bit nervous herself from all the health crisies in her family.
     
    MAGGIE: Jordan. How are you doing?
    JORDAN: Oh, I'm....I'm good. Just...on my way to my next patient. Uh...I saw Nick in there...everything okay?
     
    Maggie furrows her brow slightly, still smiling, but with a curious expression on her face.
     
    MAGGIE: Ah....I think so...
     
    Maggie hesitates a moment before continuing.
     
    MAGGIE: I didn't realize you knew Nick.
    JORDAN: Oh, we...we only met once or twice but...well...you know me, always concerned.
    MAGGIE: Oh, I know. And I appreciate it...
     
    Maggie looks down, spotting Jordan's engagement ring. Her face lights up with excitement.
     
    MAGGIE: ...Oh MY! What is THIS???
     
    Jordan takes a moment to realize what Maggie's referring to, before Maggie takes her hand and Jordan happily extends her hand out to show off her ring.
     
    JORDAN: Oh! Yes! Rafe and I are engaged. I'm...I'm so overwhelmed I didn't even...(laughs)
     
    Maggie looks at the ring, holding Jordan's hand in hers. She looks up at Jordan, a seriousness in her voice, but with an earnest joy.
     
    MAGGIE: Jordan, it's beautiful. You're a very lucky woman. And Rafe is an extremely lucky man.
     
    Jordan begins to tear up at Maggie's kindness. They exchange a warm, congratulatory hug.
     
    ---
     
    Inside the exam room, Nick hops off the exam table, and readjusts himself, preparing to leave. Daniel looks up at Nick, putting his tablet down on the counter.
     
    NICK: Look, Dr. Jonas. I appreciate that you wanna help and all, but...I need to schedule these tests for another day. I'm already way behind for this meeting I've got to get to today.
    DANIEL: You know, I wish you would go in for the tests right away but...I can't force your hand. Look, I'll see if I can schedule you for first thing tomorrow morning, and if I can, I'll give you a call on your cell. Okay?
    NICK: Appreciate that.
     
    Nick extends his hand to Daniel, and they share a firm handshake, as Nick grabs his laptop case from beside the exam table.
     
    DANIEL: It's what I do. Oh, and Nick.
     
    Nick stops as his hand is on the doorknob, ready to step out of the room.
     
    NICK: Yeah?
    DANIEL: You're not on any medications, right?
     
    Nick looks at Daniel, shrugging off his recent pill popping.
     
    NICK: Ah...no. Just...since I've been having these headaches I've been taking Aspirins whenever one flares up, but...nothing more than that.
    DANIEL: Hmm, ok. If anything that should help your blood pressure. (sigh) Okay. Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow morning.
    NICK: You got it. Thanks, Dr. Jonas.
     
    Nick walks out of the exam room, and closes the door behind him. Taking a second, he texts Gabi.
     
    hey. U avail 2nite? meet me @ TBD 4 dinner. 8pm xx
     
    He smiles as he hits send. He then puts his phone in his pocket and walks away.
     
    ---
     

    Jennifer and Liam sit out at a table outside the café at Horton Town Square, laughing and holding hands.
     
    JENNIFER: It was a great idea to bring me to lunch. Thank you, Liam.
    LIAM: Anything for you, Jenn. You don't know how much it means to me to have you in my life. I want to take every moment I can.
    JENNIFER: Me too. And I wanna thank you as well. Your gift to JJ was...beyond what I ever expected. I mean...where did you even FIND that kind of money to give away like that?
     
    Liam stumbles momentarily, trying to find an answer, as JJ and Laura approach them. Jennifer spots them and waves, beaming as they approach, a more solemn expression on both their faces. Liam turns as well to see who's approaching.
     
    JENNIFER: Hey JJ! Mom! What are you two up to?
    LAURA: Oh, JJ and I had some free time before I had to head back to the hospital, so I took him out for lunch and we grabbed a frozen yogurt. And you?
    LIAM: Well, Jenn and I were just having a quick lunch break together.
    JENNIFER: We've already ordered but would you like to join us?
     
    JJ nods while looking over at Laura, who looks equally stoic. Laura then turns her attention back to Jennifer, feigning a smile through her nervousness.
     
    LAURA: Ah, sure!
     
    Liam gets up to pull up a chair for Laura, who sits down, looking over graciously at Liam. JJ grabs a chair for himself and sits down as well.
     
    LAURA: Thank you. Ah, so...how's your day been, everyone?
    JENNIFER: Oh, fantastic. Liam and I were talking before about the family cabin on Smith Island. It's really beautiful going out there this time of year.
     
    Jennifer looks over at Liam, excitement in her eyes as she reaches her hand out to tap Liam's thigh.
     
    JENNIFER: You know, I've got the long weekend free, why don't we go up together for a quiet weekend, just the two of us?
     
    JJ and Laura try unsuccessfully to hide their discomfort at the idea, while Liam looks back at Jenn uncomfortably as well.
     
    LIAM: I ah...Jenn, I'm sorry. I have contractors coming up to my house this weekend, I've gotta...supervise them. Need to...put on a new roof.
     
    Jenn smiles, shrugging off Liam's disappointing news.
     
    JENNIFER: That's fine. I'll just come up there with you. I haven't seen the house yet, and all.
     
    Laura nervously observes the exchange, as Liam squirms yet again.
     
    LIAM: Yeah, that's...I'm sorry, Jenn. The house is a mess, and...look, I just think it's better we don't do it this weekend. I'm sorry.
     
    Jenn looks on, disappointed. 
     
    JENNIFER: That's...that's alright. Yeah, we'll do another weekend.
     
    JJ eyes Liam studiously. Observing something is strange in his behaviour, he interjects.
     
    JJ: Hey! I ah...I forgot to mention, Liam. (sigh) I ah...I decided to take you up on your offer. I'm accepting the cheque. I put in my acceptance at Stanford for the winter semester.
     
    JJ looks Liam dead in the eyes as Jennifer looks at JJ, once again excited for her son.
     
    JENNIFER: Oh, Honey, that's fantastic! And thank you, Liam.
     
    Liam looks back at JJ, a smile on his face, but both men barely blinking, as they look each other dead in the eyes.
     
    LIAM: It's my pleasure, Jenn. Anything to help you and your family.
     
    JJ remains locked in with Liam, as Laura looks on, eyes darting back and forth between the two men, and reading the tense body language between them.
     
    ---
     
    Outside the country general store, Brady leans against Anita's old blue SUV. He checks his watch as from around the corner, a taxi pulls up. A woman steps out of the car wearing a navy blue trenchcoat, sunglasses, and a sheer white kerchief over her head, disguising her flame red hair.
     

    It's Sheryl.
     
    She hands the taxi driver money, and he takes off. She strides confidently over to Brady, who looks at her with interest.
     
    SHERYL: Brady?
    BRADY: Yes! Hi. 
     
    Brady pulls himself upright off the front of the truck fender, and extends a hand to shake Sheryl's.
     
    BRADY: And you must be...
    SHERYL: Crystal. Crystal Clarke.
     
    Brady smiles, intrigued by "Crystal's" myserious appearance.
     
    ---
  24. beebs
    EPISODE 149
    Written by A. Washington-Beeby
    Story Consultants: C. Nathaniel Richardson & Nick Monarco
     

    In the Kiriakis dining room, Anjelica stands alone with Noelle in the corner. Looking around to make sure they're alone, Noelle approaches Anjelica.
     
    NOELLE: So...?
    ANJELICA: I think Alex will be on our side on this.
    NOELLE: Perfect.
     
    Noelle looks around, highly suspicious of anyone entering the dining room, so much so, despite being alone, Noelle continues to whisper to Anjelica.
     
    NOELLE: (whispering) Look, I have news.
    ANJELICA: Well, spit it out!
    NOELLE: (whispering) It's Victor!
    ANJELICA: What???
     
    Noelle gestures emphatically to get Anjelica to quiet down, as she whispers to Anjelica.
     
    NOELLE: He's awake, we have to tell Nick.
    ANJELICA: Wh--
     
      
     
    As Anjelica begins to respond, Justin, Maggie, and Sonny enter the dining room, all sharing a laugh as they sit down at the table. Noelle and Anjelica awkwardly halt their conversation and join them.
     
    Sitting down, the room falls quiet, as they all look at each other, unsure how to start the conversation.
     
    NOELLE: It's....so nice to have family together for once.
     
    All five of them look around at each other, unsure what to do, before Noelle grabs her drink from in front of her and awkwardly raises a toast. 
     
    NOELLE: To...family!
     
    The others reluctantly join in, most looking awkwardly at each other, wondering what brought on Noelle's toast.
     
    ALL: Cheers!
     
    As they clink their glasses, they immediately take sips so long, most finish their drinks in one go.
     
    ---
     

    Alex and Will stand alone together in the Kiriakis living room. They look awkwardly at each other, as Will asks a serious question.
     
    WILL: Ahhh....so, I haven't had a chance to ask anybody yet but...I know there's been a huge upheaval at work today. What does that mean for us?
     
    Alex is taken aback by Will's question, leaving him momentarily speechless.
     
    ALEX: Ahh...you mean at the office?
     
    Will laughs, his heart aflutter, as he, without thinking, blurts out a response.
     
    WILL: Yeah, I mean...what did you think I meant? I mean, you're cute and all but...
     
    Alex and Will laugh, as Will realizes what he's just said and begins to blush.
     
    WILL: I mean...oh God. What did I just say?
    ALEX: No...(laughs) God, Will, don't be embarrassed. I know what you meant. Don't worry.
     

    Will looks to the ceiling, closing his eyes in embarrassment, as Adrienne steps into the doorway from the dining room. She looks on, troubled by what she observes.
     
    WILL: Ugh, sorry. I didn't mean to imply that I was...attracted to you at all. You're my boss, and MARRIED. I'm marrying your BROTHER. I just...I tend to put my foot in my mouth a lot. I'm sorry.
    ALEX: Don't worry. Seriously. It's okay. Just as long as you don't have this problem with words on the page, we're good.
     
    Will laughs, as Adrienne steps into the room.
     
    ADRIENNE: Ah, boys? Are you gonna join us for dinner at all?
     
    Adrienne looks directly into Will's eyes, an almost accusatory look in them, despite her sweet tone. It immediately discomforts Will.
     
    ---
     

    Outside club TBD, Kate and Sami stand, having confronted Nick and Gabi on their date, pestering Gabi about her modelling contract offers. Now, Sami's expression becomes more one of worry.
     
    SAMI: You seem worried. You weren't before.
    KATE: I had no reason to be before. Nick worming his way into the CEO position at Titan was nothing. He could be out of there within hours if he so much as breathed the wrong way. But if he has controlling interest? All bets are off, and we need to tread carefully.
    SAMI: Oh, to Hell with that. He's going to put us all in jail, Kate.
     
    Kate tries to quiet Sami down, but Sami continues, increasingly panicked.
     
    KATE: Sami, C--
    SAMI: ...Oh don't try to shut me up. You know I'm right. What is he gonna do when he finds out we're trying to set him up? Dammit, Kate, we need to do something about him, and fast.
     
    ---
     

    Inside Club TBD, Nick and Gabi sit, Gabi deep in thought about what just transpired. Nick notices Gabi's contemplative look, and crooks his head slightly to get her attention.
     
    NICK: Hello?? Earth to Gabi.
     
    Gabi snaps out of her trance, shaking her head suddenly, looking Nick's way.
     
    GABI: Ugh, sorry. Just...in case you didn't notice, I have....a decision to make.
    NICK: Nah, I get it. But I think you know what you're doing. I trust you.
     
    Gabi smiles, as Nick reaches across the table to take Gabi's hand gently in his. Gabi wants to pull away, but manages to stop herself.
     
    NICK: I know I haven't been....exactly the most trustworthy person, myself. But I do want you to know, I'm gonna do everything I can from now on, to give you exactly the life you deserve. 
     
    Gabi looks down momentarily at Nick's hand holding hers. 
     
    NICK: I love you, Gabi.
     
    Gabi hesitates to answer Nick, the words caught in her throat.
     
    ---
     
     
    ---
     
    Kate walks in closer to Sami in front of Club TBD, and attempts to calm Sami down.
     
    KATE: Sami, you need to think of the long game here. Nick has the power to destroy all of us. That includes Will. So let's stay the course for now, and keep our eyes peeled for any opening.
    SAMI: We don't have time for that, Kate. It's time we make an opening.
     
    Sami, determined, storms off, leaving Kate behind, more worried than ever.
     
    KATE: Sami! Sami! (sigh)
     
    ---
     

    Inside Club TBD, Gabi struggles to respond to Nick, as Nick waits for a response. T arrives with their tapas, which he starts putting down on the table, breaking the tension.
     
    T: Alright! I've got some grilled calamari...lamb proscuitto dumplings, and a mango salad.
    NICK: Thank you.
    GABI: Thanks, T.
     
    T stands by them, ever the professional.
     
    T: Anything I can get you guys? Refill on your drinks? 
     
    Nick holds up a finger, never taking his eyes off Gabi.
     
    NICK: Yeah...give me a bottle of your best champagne.
    T: You got it!
     
    T walks off, leaving Nick and Gabi alone, as she hastily reaches for her fork, trying to eat before she has to respond to Nick.
     
    NICK: I know we've got a lot of baggage, Gabi. And...I know you're probably not ready to tell me you love me, but...I just wanted you to know that I do. And I will always look out for your best interests.
     
    Gabi smiles, as she swallows her calamari. 
     
    GABI: I know. Thank you. Thank you for being so patient.
     
    Nick smiles back at Gabi, looking intensely at her for a moment before asking another question.
     
    NICK: Gabi.
     
    Gabi looks back, inquisitively, if a little tense.
     
    NICK: I...I don't wanna put any pressure on you at all, but...well...now that I've got this job, and...the company assets...I'm planning to finally move out of the room upstairs at the pub.
    GABI: That's great! I'm glad you're finally able to do that.
    NICK: Yeah, so...now, once I have a home to call my own, and...don't feel like you have to say 'yes' or anything...but...would you like to move in with me?
     
    Gabi's eyes widen, stunned by Nick's suggestion, and unsure how to react, or respond.
     
    ---
     
    Will and Adrienne stare off at each other, clearly communicating unspoken thoughts with each other, as Alex looks on, trying to cut the tension.
     
    ALEX: Ah...Adrienne. Sorry, we were...catching up on work stuff. 
     
    Adrienne continues to focus her eyes on Will, though breaking her gaze eventually as she responds to her stepson.
     
    ADRIENNE: Of course. Ah, well...dinner's about to be served, so...come on.
    ALEX: Sure thing.
     
    As Alex leaves the room, Will is held back by Adrienne, who speaks quietly to Will, as she grabs his arm, not forcefully, but firmly.
     
    ADRIENNE: A little advice, Will? If you expect me to play my part, you'd better do a lot better job of yours.
     
    Will looks down at Adrienne, and nearly bursts out laughing. He shakes his head dismissively.
     
    WILL: Adrienne, you're looking for something that isn't even there. 
    ADRIENNE: Am I? Because those eyes you were giving each other just now tell me otherwise.
    WILL: What looks? The only looks I was giving were directed at you when you once again inserted yourself in a conversation that was none of your business.
     
    Adrienne folds her arms, giving Will a squinted glare.
     
    ADRIENNE: Despite what you think, I didn't just fall off the turnip truck. I can tell you're attracted to Alex. 
    WILL: I love Sonny--
     
    Adrienne snaps back at Will, cutting him off from continuing his thought.
     
    ADRIENNE: And Justin loved me. But he still had that affair with Anjelica and still had her child. 
     
    Will stops himself, momentarily looking down, as he soaks in what Adrienne is saying to him. Adrienne steps in closer to Will, speaking a bit more earnestly, and less bitingly.
     
    ADRIENNE: You have two very impulsive parents, who lead with their hearts and not their heads. Don't be like them. Alex may not be my son by blood but I love him just as much as I love Sonny, and I don't want either of them hurt. If you do, I will make sure you regret it.
     
    Adrienne backs away, releasing the tension in her body with a sigh as she turns toward the dining room. As Adrienne walks away, Will looks down, shaking his head as he sighs, his head full from Adrienne's warning. He makes his way to the dining room as well.
     
    ---
     

    Eric sits at the bar of the Brady Pub, a pint of beer before him, as he makes a call on his cell phone to Nicole. Waiting to hear her pick up, he is unsuccessful, and the call goes to voice mail.
     
    ERIC: Hey, Nicole. It's Eric. I ah...I know you've had a big break in your story for tomorrow but...I'm just wondering when you'll be back. I mean...it is our...our wedding night, and I'd...just call me back when you get this. I love you.
     

    Hanging up, Eric takes a drink, as Marlena walks into the pub. 
     
    MARLENA: Ah! Eric!
     
    Eric turns around to see his mother, and gives her a hug.
     
    ERIC: Mom! Hey. How'd your meeting go at the hospital?
    MARLENA: Oh well...Valerie and I had...a lot to talk about. It's actually why I'm here. I'm glad I ran into you. I...I have something to ask of you, and I don't think you're going to like it very much.
     
    Eric looks at Marlena, concerned.
     
    ERIC: Why? What is it?
     
    Marlena hesitates for a moment, before reluctantly responding, unable to look Eric in the eyes as she does.
     
    MARLENA: I need your help to run a DNA test on your father.
     
    Eric looks back in amazement, stunned by his mother's request.
     
    ---
     

    Dr. Rolf sits opposite Stefano in a dimly lit room in Stefano's Italian island villa. The two longtime partners-in-crime discuss their plans as the sun sets.
     
    STEFANO: So! When can we expect the patient will be ready?
    DR. ROLF: Stefano, I cannot give you a firm timeline on this. You know what happened the last time.
    STEFANO: Yes, unfortunately, I do. 
     
    Stefano looks off in a distance momentarily, as Dr. Rolf continues.
     
    DR. ROLF: We cannot have a repeat of what happened before. As you know, the second Pawn project was effective but ultimately we couldn't utilize him because we caused too much brain damage. He would never be able to take proper direction from us.
    STEFANO: Hmmm, yes. And now he appears to be in terminal decline.
     
    Dr. Rolf nods sadly.
     
    DR. ROLF: Yes, indeed. It is a real shame. And, of course, our attempt to reprogram John Black failed miserably as well. 
     
    Dr. Rolf thinks aloud, becoming more and more agitated as he contemplates his strategy.
     
    DR. ROLF: There has got to be a way to find the balance. My work on the second pawn was too potent, and on John Black, not enough.
    Stefano looks Rolf sternly in the eyes, as he points at him to make his point.
    STEFANO: And THAT is why THIS Pawn MUST work for us to get us what we need, or else everything we have worked so hard for will be destroyed!
     
    Rolf looks back at Stefano, nodding with a sombre expression on his face.
     
    ---
     

    In a dark, windowless room, a man is tied to a chair in an otherwise empty room. His hands and feet are bound.
     
    On a screen in front of him, a flurry of images appear on a projector screen. Many disturbing images flash by, changing almost as soon as they appear.
     
    Crawling insects. 

    Scenes from bloody warfare. 

    A gun being fired.
     
    John Black's face then appears, before disappearing, replaced by more violent images.
     
    The man writhes about, his mouth gagged, keeping him from shouting out. He struggles, trying to resist the intense images presented before him, but enraged far more by John than any other.
     
    ---
  25. 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.
     
    ---
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