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EPISODE 54 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson John tosses and turns in his bed at the Salem Inn. Unable to fall asleep, he looks up at the ceiling, thinking about Brady, and the opportunity he's lost to try to win his son back. He sighs heavily. JOHN: I gotta take a long walk. Clear my mind. John pulls back the covers and jumps out of bed. Getting dressed, he checks his back pocket of his pants for his wallet. As he pulls his wallet out, a wallet-sized picture of Brady falls out onto the floor. Looking down, John bends down to pick it up, looking it over intensely. JOHN: I'm not gonna let the DiMeras get away with this, Brady. Trust me. John looks up, puts the picture away, and heads out the door. --- Marlena takes a leisurely stroll through Horton Town Square. As she rounds the corner, she spots Roman coming toward her from the opposite direction. They smile at each other as they approach. Roman spreads his arms to welcome a hug to Marlena, she accepts and hugs back. MARLENA: It's so good to see you. ROMAN: It always is to see you, Doc. They linger in their embrace, and as they separate, Marlena gives Roman a wistful smile, knowing what's weighing on his mind. ROMAN: How's Theresa doing? I haven't had a chance to get to the hospital this afternoon. Marlena looks down, trying to formulate an answer for Roman. MARLENA: Well, it's not great. But...she made it through surgery. She... ROMAN: She's still in a coma, is she? Marlena nodd regretfully. MARLENA: Kayla and Daniel aren't sure if she's going to wake up any time soon, but...for now, yes. ROMAN: My God. How's Kimmy taking it? MARLENA: Oh as well as can be expected, I guess. I left her at the hospital when she went in to visit. Figured I'd give her some alone time with Theresa. ROMAN: Makes sense. I'll probably head down tomorrow, myself. MARLENA: I think she'd like that. Roman shakes his head in sadness at his sister and niece's fate. ROMAN: You know, Doc. It's been so hard on Kim, all these years. She really hasn't had it easy, you know? MARLENA: It's been hard on Theresa too. The important thing is that the family's together, and Theresa has her friends and family on her side. --- Billie steps onto the elevator at University Hospital, as she steps on, she looks up and is face to face with Daniel. She's surprised, but smiles at the doctor, who smiles a wry smile back her way. DANIEL: Fancy meeting you here. BILLIE: Yeah, well...it's not exactly a happy visit but... DANIEL: You're here to see Theresa, aren't you? Billie nods sadly. BILLIE: Yep! ...Aaaand I didn't even get a chance to see her, really. DANIEL: You alright? You did see a little shaken up. BILLIE: Yeah, I mean...it's not like this is the best day anyway but...(sigh) Oh, I got into a fight with Kim Brady. DANIEL: Ahhhh. Yeah. The two quickly stop talking. Awkwardly, they stare forward, deeply pensive, both about their respective worries. Finally, Daniel breathes in, and breaks the silence. DANIEL: Uh...look. I'm done my shift in a minute. If you wanted to talk, I'd be more than willing to grab a drink with you and we could... BILLIE: Talk? DANIEL: ...Yeah. BILLIE: Well, you know...(laughs) with the day I've had, hey, might as well replace one vice with another, eh? DANIEL: I'm...not quite sure what...you... Billie holds up her hand to stop Daniel speaking. BILLIE: It's...it's okay. I'd love to. Daniel smiles, but is a bit confused and concerned by Billie's statement. --- EJ stands in the waiting room at the hospital, breathing in to cool down from Abby's sudden backbone growth. EJ: I'm sorry...WHAT?! Abby tenses, clearly uncomfortable with challenging EJ, particularly with his volatile temper. ABBY: I said...I am not going to Italy. EJ smiles suddenly, as he walks slowly over to the coffee maker in the waiting room. He casually pours himself a cup, laughing to himself. EJ: Oh you are funny, Abigail. ABBY: There is nothing funny about it, EJ. I am not going. You can't force me to just...uproot my entire life because I inconvenienced you with this baby. EJ: You see, that's your problem, Abigail. You don't know anything at all. About me. Or this child. --- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4 --- Kim stands in Theresa's hospital room, arms crossed, as if to hold herself together. She looks down at her comatose daughter, a great pain within her. Kayla walks up behind her and puts a hand on Kim's shoulder. KAYLA: You gonna be okay? Kim looks skyward, trying to hold in her tears. KIM: I doubt it. You know, I JUST got my Jeannie back. She finally turned to me last night. Do you know how long it's been since I've held my daughter, Kay? For her to turn to me instead of Billie or...someone else for advice? She came to me. And now...not even a day later. Here she is. Kayla leans in as Kim turns to face Kayla and they hug tightly. Kim begins to sob on her sister's shoulder, as Kayla pats her sister gently on the back. KAYLA: It's okay. I know. After Kim cries a few seconds more, then pulls back and looks intently at Kayla. Kim's expression changes quickly to one of anger and she points at Kayla, driving home her point. KIM: I want her banned, Kayla. KAYLA: Kim, I'm serious, I don't thi-- KIM: ...I don't care! She has no business being here, she has no right to be here. KAYLA: Kimmy, she does! She was there for Theresa. Don't you see? She needed that confidant. She had nobod-- KIM: ...SHE HAD ME! Kayla holds back what she was going to say. Kim takes Kayla's silence for understanding, and continues. KIM: If that woman isn't barred from my daughter's room by tomorrow morning, I will get a court order. Do you understand? KAYLA: I'll let Daniel know. Kim walks away, closing the door to Theresa's room behind her. Kayla stays behind, deep in thought, shaking her head at Kim's unhinged anger. --- Billie and Daniel are seated at Club TBD. Taking a quiet corner booth, the two are quietly taking over their drinks, laughing and looking at each other with intensity. DANIEL: So, I hope you're feeling a bit better. BILLIE: A bit. Daniel pouts jokingly, making Billie laugh. BILLIE: I appreciate the effort though! DANIEL: Well, at least it wasn't a total waste, then. You wanna talk about what's bothering you? Daniel reads Billie's suddenly less bright face as a sign, and stops himself from pushing further. DANIEL: Or maybe not? BILLIE: It's...better left alone. I just...I had a hard day. DANIEL: Theresa's accident? BILLIE: Yyyep. It never gets easier as you get older, seeing your friends struggling to hold on. And the worst part in all this is that, I'm looking at this girl, hoping that, at the same time you hope they come back to you, that...maybe this could end all the pain and suffering they're going through every day. DANIEL: You really think she's suffering that much? BILLIE: (sigh) I really shouldn't be talking about this. DANIEL: Okay. So then...what shall we talk about? Billie cracks a smile again, looking at Daniel while holding up a martini in her hand. BILLIE: Hmm...well, good doctor...I'll leave that up to you. DANIEL: Hmmm...that sounds dangerous. BILLIE: You never know until you try. DANIEL: Well, I admit, I'm glad you agreed to this drink. I wasn't sure you were going to. Billie, mid-drink, almost chokes on it, surprised by Daniel's comment. She looks at him, surprised. BILLIE: Why would you think I'd say no? DANIEL: Well...I mean...I've hardly had the best track record with your family, Billie. I mean...between your mom, Chelsea, and what went down with Chloe when she was with Lucas... Billie holds up her hands, waving them to get Daniel to stop. BILLIE: Okay, stop, stop right there. Look. I know you've got history with my family. But I also know what I see. And I see a man who's come a long way through a lot of really...kinda awful circumstances. And he's learned a lot. And I sure as Hell can't judge you based on what I've done in my time. Daniel smiles, looking down at his drink, somewhat sheepishly. BILLIE: You're not perfect. None of us are. And besides, I thought we agreed this was only a friendly drink, nothing serious, we were going to get away from all the seriousness. What happened to that?? DANIEL: (laughs) That's the truth, right there. I think that calls for a toast. Billie raises her glass, smiling with a seductive glint in her eyes. Daniel raises his as well. DANIEL: To nothing serious. BILLIE: (laughs) Cheers to that. Daniel and Billie toast, never taking their eyes off each other in the process. --- Abigail sits in the hospital lounge in her wheelchair, incredulous at EJ's audacity. ABBY: What the Hell is that supposed to mean, EJ? I know you love your kids. But this baby, how can you be so eager to make this baby go away? EJ turns around, impassioned as he turns to face Abigail, raising his voice to stop her from making any further insinuations. EJ: That is NOT what I'm trying to do, Abigail. I am trying to make sure that we are all protected. ABBY: Oh well, that's a huge difference. So, we'll never see or hear from this child again, but we're not throwing them away, heavens no. Semantics make all the difference! EJ: Abigail, I am not going to throw this child away. I have been kept from two of my children. One of them was dead before I even knew they existed. I was denied that opportunity. Don't you think I wanted to be there for them? To love them? To watch them grow, and become their own people? Abby can't respond to EJ's comments. She looks down, mouth agape, trying to formulate something to say in response before finally choking something out. ABBY: I'm sorry. EJ: Yes, well...I just need to be clear about this. This is not about making this child disappear. I will see to that. But for your own protection, you need to take this trip. It's the only way our secret will be safe, and that we won't be put in a position that will potentially destroy us both. Abigail laughs a bit. She shakes her head before responding to EJ's second sermon. ABBY: You, EJ. It will destroy you. That's the thing, you see. I don't have as much to lose now, having this affair come to light, as you do. So why should I have to be the one to completely just...uproot their lives to accomodate your potential public shaming? Huh? EJ: Fine then, Abigail. What exactly do you propose we do then? ABBY: We can just say the baby is Chad's and that I conceived it before he was shot. EJ laughs now, shaking his head at what he sees as Abigail's silliness and naivete. EJ: Oh you silly little girl. ABBY: What? It's not that far from the truth. I mean...Chad and I didn't have sex that long before you and I did. EJ: But it was long enough that there would be questions, Abigail. You would have to induce labour early to make that story work, and that is too dangerous for the baby. I will not risk that child's health. Got it? ABBY: Clear as mud. EJ: Look, you have no choice about this. You have to go to Italy. Tomorrow morning, you will be on that flight. ABBY: And what if I'm not, EJ? EJ puts his head in his hands, unable to comprehend Abigail's bullheadedness on this subject. As EJ speaks, Abigail's defenses begin to finally break down again against the onslaught of information EJ presents to her. EJ: I...do...do you not understand how Samantha will react to this if she finds out? Don't you get it, Abigail?? If people find out about this, it will not just be my head on a platter, you'll be on the next dish over. You should be well aware by now of the damage Samantha can cause when she's been wronged. Alright?! Think about it. Your mother, your brother, your grandmother, all of your friends and family, the scandal in the community, you'll probably never work in this town again, I mean, your father would be spinning in his grave knowing that-- ABBY: ALRIGHT! EJ...I'll do it. Just...don't ever bring up my father EVER again like that. EJ calms down, relieved by Abby's agreement to go ahead with the move. He nods. Abby begins to sob in her chair as the gravity of the situation begins to weigh into her. EJ: Deal. Abby begins to wheel herself out of the room, struggling with the act through her tears. EJ walks up behind her to push her toward the elevator. As he pushes her, he leans down close to Abby and speaks softly. EJ: And for the record, I will make sure you can see your baby whenever you like. I promise. Abby shakes her head, completely disbelieving him. --- Roman and Marlena sit on a bench at Town Square together. They sit quietly together, when Marlena turns to Roman and asks him a question. MARLENA: You know, I just remembered, back to when you left Salem before, after you found out about John and I...I...remember...I sat down at a park bench, kind of like this one, and I remember thinking...I'm never going to have a moment just...sitting quietly with you ever again. And wishing I could. Roman stares off into the distance. A blank expression across his face as he listens to Marlena. ROMAN: Heh, well...a lot's happened since then. MARLENA: It has. ROMAN: You know, I'm glad we've been able to come together and be friends again, though. I know we had some rough times before, but it's just like you and John. No matter what comes between you, you always managed to find your way back to each other. MARLENA: Leave it up to fate, I guess. ROMAN: Absolutely. Marlena smiles and looks at Roman warmly. She laughs a bit, causing Roman to turn to her, a bit confused. ROMAN: What are you laughing at? MARLENA: I just remembered how much you used to hate when people would talk like that in movies. We used to watch these romance movies and it'd be like pulling teeth to get you to sit through them for about an hour, and then by the end you'd be crying like a baby. Roman makes a face at Marlena of mock disgust and disbelief. ROMAN: I would never! MARLENA: Oh yes you would! ROMAN: Name ONE time! MARLENA: I can think of about four. ROMAN: A pack of lies, all of it! Marlena laughs, Roman joins in moments later. As they do, John walks into the square, walking slowly behind them but far away where they don't see him. He spies their tender moment. but hangs far back, not able to hear their whole conversation. MARLENA: And the best part was when the movie was over, you'd decide to get all romantic and run to the kitchen to get my favourite dessert. Roman looks to Marlena, a bit of confusion still lingering on her face as she talks. ROMAN: (softly) Doc? MARLENA: Chocolate-covered strawberries. And you'd put them on the tray, you remember the silver one with the-- ROMAN: Doc! I don't...I don't know what you're talking about I... Marlena looks to Roman, having forgotten about his memory failings the last few weeks. She looks guiltily at him, as Roman looks down, fighting back tears and attempting to hold back his rage. He slams his fist against the bench. ROMAN: I don't...remember. MARLENA: Oh Roman! It's okay. Marlena pulls Roman in tightly, holding him closely to her, as he responds by putting his arms around her. John looks off in a distance at the scene, a great pained look on his face as the wife he turned away appears to be caressing her ex-husband. ---
EPISODE 51 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson Gabi guides a drunk Nick through the door to the loft. They stumble in, with Nick's arm around her shoulder, though Gabi's the one lifting his wobbly body down to the living room. Once they reach the sofa, Gabi flops Nick down on it, nearly falling on top of him in the process. After an awkward moment, which surely could be taken for sexual tension, Nick looks at Gabi and asks her a question. NICK: You never answered me before...was this like...date tonight...did you agree to go with me because you're afraid of me? Gabi pulls herself up off the couch quickly, then heads over to the kitchenette to grab Nick a glass of water. GABI: No. Nick, I went out tonight because I feel like you and I needed to...reconnect. That's all. NICK: Well, good. I don't...want to scare you, Gabi. I loveyou. Gabi cringes a bit at Nick's admission. She turns around, glass of water in hand. She hands it to him. GABI: Here, drink up. You'll thank me in the morning. NICK: Thank you, Gabi. I reeeally approa...appre...thank you. Nick goes to drink the water, and dribbles all over his shirt. Gabi jumps into action and pulls the glass away from him. GABI: You're slobbering all over yourself. Here, here, here. Gabi unbuttons his shirt, which Nick takes a sign of interest. Gabi stops dead in her tracks, unsure what to do next. Nick leans in to kiss her, but passes out just before their lips touch. Gabi breathes a sigh of relief, as she lets Nick flop down on the sofa. She jumps up, heading for her purse. She pulls out the bottle of pills she got from Liam. GABI: Time for action, Gabi. --- In her room at University Hospital, Abigail looks to EJ from her bed, shocked at what he just accused her of. ABBY: I....what? EJ steps closer to the bed, leaning against the front of it, staring directly into her eyes. EJ: Abigail, I expect a straight answer from you. Is that my baby you're carrying? Abigail's jaw drops, in disbelief that EJ knows about her pregnancy. --- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4 --- Gabi struggles to get Nick into his bed. Pulling off his wet shirt and taking off his pants, she grunts and grumbles in exasperation, trying to remove his clothes from his limp body. GABI: My God, it's like mothering a 150lb baby. UGH! Gabi falls back as Nick's trousers come off. She rolls her eyes, then lifts Nick's limp legs into his bed. She then takes off her own dress, before walking slowly over to her purse. Looking behind her repeatedly, afraid of beign caught, she pulls the bottle of pills back out from her bag, and makes her way quietly over to the bathroom. Gabi closes the door behind her, and then immediately opens the medicine cabinet. Once inside, she finds Nick's bottle of Ibuprofen. Looking inside the bottle, she immediately dumps the bottle into the toilet and flushes them down it. Quickly thereafter, she replaces the Ibuprofen with her lookalike pills. Putting the cap back on the bottle, she hastily shoves them back into the medicine cabinet, closes it, then hustles back into Nick's room, where she, uncomfortably, lays herself down next to him in his bed. GABI: My God, this better work. I need to get Nick out of our lives, for good. This is the only way. --- Sami walks over to Marlena and Kim, as Kayla steps out of Theresa's room. Kayla hesitates to smile as she steps out from the room. SAMI: How's everything, is Theresa okay? KAYLA: Well, she's still in a coma, but the surgery was a success. We managed to stop the bleeding, so...she'll be able to recover slowly. KIM: But...how soon before she wakes up? KAYLA: That's...the thing, Kim. We aren't sure how long it will take. She may recover in a matter of days, weeks, months. However long it takes for her body to recover from the trauma. She fell out of that car at a pretty high speed. KIM: Oh God. MARLENA: So, Kayla, you mean, there's a chance she may not wake up. Kayla takes a moment before responding, hoping to retain her composure while answering. KAYLA: It's a distinct possibility. KIM: No...NO! Not my baby girl. Kim leans into Marlena, who gives her a warm hug. Sami puts a hand on Kim's arm in comfort as well. KAYLA: Look, we will keep you in the loop if anything changes, and you can come visit her whenever you want, Kimmy. Kay gives Kim a hug, as Kim cries on her shoulder. KIM: Can I....May I see her now? KAYLA: Sure. KIM: Thank you. Kayla and Kim separate from their embrace, as Kim shuffles over to the door of Theresa's hospital room. Once inside, Kim sees her daughter, just brought back into her life, once again ripped away from her. She tears up and rests her head on her daughter's shoulder, crying painful tears. Outside the room, Marlena and Sami begin to talk. MARLENA: So, what did EJ want? SAMI: Oh, he and I were just discussing work stuff. MARLENA: You sure about that? You seemed a bit rattled a moment ago. I nearly went over there but you seemed to hold it together. SAMI: Eventually. It's not easy, but...I can't fall apart every time I see him, you know? MARLENA: Just don't push yourself too hard. SAMI: Mom, I won't. But thank you. MARLENA: Anytime, Sweetie. Where is EJ now? SAMI: I'm not sure, he sort of...just...ran out of here in a hurry to tell Abigail about the new project he wants her to work on in Europe. So...I guess he's in there. MARLENA: Oh? SAMI: Yeah, looks like she'll be working from Italy for the next few months. Wish I could get away from him so easily. --- Abigail backs herself up in her bed, afraid of EJ's reaction. ABBY: I...okay, yes, it's yours. EJ looks down and shakes his head. He walks back from the front of the bed, soaking in the realization that Abigail's baby is his. That Abigail even has a baby, for that matter. He explodes in anger suddenly, causing Abigail to sit bolt upright in fear. EJ: Do you mean to tell me that you were just going to pretend you weren't pregnant and then whoops! One day you pop a baby out? Is that seriously what you were going to do? ABBY: No! I was not...I-- EJ: So what was it then? Were you planning to abort the baby and not tell anyone? ABBY: NO! I would never do that! EJ, I only found out a few weeks ago. EJ turns, his voice dropping to a quiet, menacing tone. EJ: And you never thought to tell me about it? You've had weeks, Abigail. Weeks! I don't know about you, but I think I have a right to know about something like this. ABBY: I never said you didn't have a right to know. I just...I wanted to make this decision on my own, I wanted to tell you in my own time. After I'd made a decision and took care of it all myself. EJ: Well, guess what? You waited too long, sweetheart. ABBY: What do you mean? EJ: There is too much at stake here. We haven't had sex since Feburary? March? That means you're now 6 months pregnant? Oh, you're doing quite well not showing but I see the signs now. And people are asking questions. Ones you'll need to answer for. ABBY: So what do I do, EJ? EJ: I'll tell you what you'll do. EJ pulls a plane ticket he was going to give Anne from his jacket pocket. EJ: You're going to take this, and you're going to get on a plane to Italy-- ABBY: ...What? EJ: No questions! Sami and I have arranged for you to do some work for DiMera in Rome. You will do this work from the condominium we have in Rome. You will not go to DiMera's offices. Someone will come to you. When that baby is born, it will be adopted. You will return to Salem, refreshed, a new woman. And you will never speak of this again. Do you hear me? ABBY: I...what?? How dare you?? How did you get Sami to agree to this? I don't get to even...see my baby? I'll never be able to...know them? What?? No, EJ. That's insane. EJ: No, what's insane, Abigail, is you thinking that you could just cover your ears and pretend that nothing is happening when you're 6 months pregnant with the child of man that's to be married to another woman. This is the only way you and I will be able to keep our secret. Do you understand that? I'm not doing this TO you, I'm doing it for you. Abigail, visibly angered by EJ's overbearing swift action, looks away, tears forming in her eyes. She breathes in deep, then sighs, throwing her hands up. ABBY: Then I guess I have no other choice, now do I? EJ: I knew you'd make the right decision. ABBY: But here's the thing, EJ. After this, I never EVER want to speak to you ever again. Stay the Hell away from me. Forever. Got it? EJ wordlessly turns toward the door, and walks out of the room, closing the door casually behind him. Abigail looks on in disgust. ---
EPISODE 48 Written by A. Washington-Beeby Story Consultants: ML Cooks & C. Nathaniel Richardson EJ sits on the edge of Abigail's desk. She seems visibly uncomfortable with EJ's intensity, which is unrelenting. His eyes are piercing, and it intimidates her. ABBY: I...was just...I'm tired. That's all, EJ. Please just...don't worry about me. EJ: Abigail, you've been like this for weeks now. You're getting your work done and it's pleasing Samantha but...I know something's off. Abby gets up from her seat, but has difficulty doing so. EJ attempts to give her a hand, but she refuses. ABBY: No. Please don't. EJ looks, a great concern on his face. --- Kate is working at her desk when Nick knocks twice and promptly steps into Kate's office. Kate is immeidately displeased by his barging in. KATE: Have you never worked in an office before? NICK: Your secretary wasn't at her desk, so...hey, I knocked first. Kate rolls her eyes at Nick before motioning him to sit down. He obliges, taking an exceedingly casual pose in his chair. NICK: So here's the deal... KATE: Ohhh boy, here we go. NICK: I know, right? Did you hear the news about Brady? KATE: Yes, I did, and I would expect you would be a little more reverent, particularly since he's what, your...6th cousin or something? It's so hard to tell in this town, especially with the Hortons. NICK: I didn't really know Brady. I know he had problems. I can empathize. But I don't really have the time to dwell on it. And neither do you. KATE: Look, if this is about the Titan TV vote, I already agreed to vote in favour of divesting-- NICK: That's not what I'm talking about. Kate stops cold, trying to figure out what Nick's getting at. NICK: Victor is going to push back that vote as much as possible until Brady's found. We all know this. It's up to you to convince the board that that idea is reckless. The vote needs to happen immediately. --- Anne pushes the Emergency Call button inside the elevator frantically. The light never turns on. The sound of the local radio station playing the daily news does nothing but heighten her panic. Worried that EJ is trying to do her in, she screams at the top of her lungs, hoping someone will hear her. ANNE: HELP! SOMEBODY! Her voice echoes but no voice returns her pleas. She tries to climb up the the ceiling of the elevator, hoping the shaft contains an emergency escape. As she's about the use the back railing to boost herself up, the elevator jolts suddenly. The entire carriage shakes, and Anne falls back to the ground. --- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Og7-6YubuS4 --- Hope steps into Victor's office. Victor and Maggie are going over their plan to re-open the Penthouse Grille. Victor looks up at Hope, and Maggie turns to face her. VICTOR: Hope! What a surprise. What are you doing here? Victor and Maggie's pleased looks fade as they see Hope's sadness. HOPE: Sorry, I...your secretary told me I could just come in. VICTOR: Nonsense, you're always welcome. What can I do for you? Victor gets up, motioning to Hope to take a seat next to Maggie. Hope slowly saunters over and sits down. She gathers her strength to give them the news. HOPE: Well...I have some news. It's about Brady. Maggie loses all the colour from her face, while Victor looks on, a stoic look, but almost as though if he said anything, he'd be sick. HOPE: There's been an accident. Brady and Theresa drove off an embankment just outside the city, and...Theresa's in a coma at the hospital, and Brady....they...they can't find him, Victor. Victor breathes deeply, before sighing, soaking in the news for a second. VICTOR: Well, then you'd better get a bigger search party out. HOPE: We have been searching for hours, Victor. There's no sign of him. VICTOR: Well, then he's still out there. And you're wasting your time sitting her moping. Let's get out there and look. I'll have my men out there scouring the river in less than an hour. HOPE: Victor! Stop! The forensics team said that considering the speed Brady was travelling when he drove off the road...the chances of him surviving the crash are still incredibly slim. VICTOR: Then where's his body, dammit?! If you want me to believe it, I need proof, not conjecture. HOPE: Victor, I'm sorry. We are going to keep looking for him. VICTOR: (sigh) No. I'm sorry, Hope. I'm just in shock, and angry, and I'm taking out my frustration on you. Just...let me know what you find. Thank you. Hope stands up from her seat, followed by Maggie. Maggie reaches over to hug Hope, before Hope leaves. As Hope heads fr the door, she stops, remembering one last thing to tell Victor. HOPE: Victor, if you have any questions or anything, maybe a clue, give me a call. VICTOR: Absolutely. Maggie walks over to Victor's side the desk, and kneels down beside him. She cries as she lays her head next to his and embraces him. --- Kate leans forward in her chair, staring Nick down as he lounges on the opposite side of her desk, his smug expression infuriating her. KATE: Now, you are well aware that Victor is not going to allow Brady's votes to be removed from the board meeting until there's a body found, and that's final. If anything, he's going to try to proxy Brady's votes himself, or find a nearby ally to vote on Brady's behalf. NICK: But I'm sure you realize how controversial that would be to the board. And I'm sure you know how to push the board to say what you want them to say. I mean, for one thing, your son and your daughter are on the board. So...that's two votes more tipping the scales in my favour, no? Nick holds up his hands, counting the board members on both hands. He shakes three on his left hand, indicating Kate, Lucas, and Billie's votes. KATE: You want me to use my children to vote your way, now NICK: I want them to see sense, Kate. That TV station is nothing but a propoganda machine for the EnerNext tar sands, and everybody knows it. The FCC is going to come down on them hard for their lack of journalistic standards, and you could be looking at some pretty hefty fines for the reporting if Titan isn't careful. KATE: I see... Nick leans in towards Kate, looking intensely into Kate's eyes. NICK: And you know how bad Titan's finances are, surely. I'd suggest if you want to keep MadWorld afloat, you might want to consider how a major loss in cashflow might affect your employment. Nick gets up, and slowly heads for the door. As he opens the door, he turns and winks at Kate. NICK: Nice talkin' to ya! As he closes the door, Kate flops back in her chair, and rolls her eyes. Spent from trying to maintain her cool against Nick, she picks up her phone and calls Lucas. KATE: You and I need to talk right now. And bring Billie with you. My office, yeah. Kate hangs up, and sighs heavily. --- Anne picks herself up off the floor, realizing the radio has stopped, and suddenly, a voice calls out to her over the speakers. RADIO: Hello? Someone in there? Anne jolts upright, relieved to hear a voice speaking to her. ANNE: Yes! I'm in here! RADIO: Okay, ma'am. Someone's on their way, that jolt you just felt was the repairman resetting the system. We'll have you up to your floor momentarily. ANNE: Oh my GOD, thank you!! RADIO: No worries, ma'am. After a few moments, the elevator comes back to life. Lights come back on, and the elevator begins to move back upwards as before. When the door opens, Anne is about to step off when a man looks back at her on the other side of the doors. Looking fast, she confuses the man's face with EJ's, and slaps him hard across the face, repeatedly. ANNE: You disgusting bastard! --- In the hallway at Countess W, a pair of repairmen step off the elevator, tool kits and ladder in hand. RALPH: Hey Frank, so what's the deal with the ladder, man? I thought you broke it last week. Frank sets the ladder up by Abigail's office door. He goes to step onto the first rung, unconcerned by his co-worker's reminder, and grabs a small flashlight from his toolbelt. FRANK: Nah, I bent it slightly. Still holds up fine. I used it all day yesterday. Didn't even wobble. RALPH: Alright, but I figure it's as good as excuse to get a new one as anything. Boss might even expense it. Frank laughs as he climbs up, lifting the ceiling tile to check the wiring above. FRANK: Yeah, right. Since when'd the DiMeras ever do anything nice, man. RALPH: That's the truth. Ralph grabs a wrench and begins looking through his toolkit. Inside Abigail's office, Abby grimaces as she stands up, but EJ can't help but show his concern. EJ: Abigail, really. What on Earth is going on? ABBY: Just...ugh. I ate something I shouldn't have at lunch, it's no big deal, okay? EJ: Abigail, I really think you should go see a doctor about this. It's obviously been bothering you for weeks now. Abigail turns quickly to EJ, snapping at him. ABBY: Stop telling me what to do, EJ! I am not going to a doctor, there is nothing wrong, I'm fine, okay? Just...leave it alone. EJ: Leave what alone, Abigail? There's something you're not telling me and if it involves me then I need to know about it. Abigail stares off into space, imagining her mother chastizing her for getting involved with EJ. Her voice rings clearly in her head. JENN: I can't believe you're pregnant with EJ DiMera's baby, I'm so disappointed. My own daughter, letting me down... The face Abby sees becomes JJ's. JJ: My own sister, a DiMera slut... JJ's face morphs into Jack's, much to Abigail's terror. JACK: No daughter of mine would be so filthy as to... EJ: ABIGAIL! Abigail snaps back to reality upon hearing EJ. She looks up at him, almost terrorized. ABBY: I can't. I need some fresh air. I'm gonna be sick. Abigail storms out the door of her office, surprising Frank on the ladder, which knocks him off balance as the ladder buckles under the changing weight. It falls over, knocking Abigail and Frank down with it. Upon seeing the accident, EJ rushes to Abigail's side. Ralph runs over as well. RALPH: What the Hell happened??! EJ: Abigail! Abigail! Abigail lies unconscious on the floor. EJ leans over, holding her head in his hands, checking her vital signs. ---