Theme song: "Bad Decisions" Ariana Grande
on One Day at a Time
"Morning," Robin says as she opens the door to Meggan's office and she sees Brad sitting behind her desk. She knows that she has arrived this morning to get another update from the PI about his investigation into the possibility of Max having something to do with Adam's accident last fall. She hopes that it is not true, but she has this sinking feeling that Max was going to go all out to try to her to notice him; would he really hurt his own father though? That's what Robin needs to find out. "Do you have more news already? We only saw one another last night at the engagement party."
Brad looks up from his coffee and smiles back to her. "No news yet," he tells her. "But, I am determined to get to the truth."
"How do you plan on doing this?" Robin asks him as she sits across from him. "I'm desperate to find out the truth, whatever it is."
"That's why I'm going to use this," he holds out a small device in his hand. "I'm going to wear a wire when I speak to him now. I'm getting closer to him revealing something, I can feel it. You can listen in to our conversations to pick up on anything that I might miss."
Robin takes the ear piece and looks at it before she looks back at him with a sly grin on her face. "That's brilliant," she tells him. "When are going to see Max next?"
"Today," Brad looks back at her. "And, I'm hoping to get the truth from him. I won't stop until I do."
Helen grabs her coffee from the barista and moves over to the bar to add some sugar and cream. As she does, she can't help but think about the previous night when Adam picked her up to take her to Bob and Kim's engagement party and they ended up kissing, which escalated into making love. She can't help but smile at the thought; she and Adam have been growing closer for months as they helped Dawn and Barbara through the crisis of Jonah's death, but she never imagined they would have sex because of Adam's impotence, which is obviously a thing of the past now.
"I cured him," she whispers to herself as she takes a sip of her coffee. She turns around and happens to see Adam walking into the coffeehouse. She looks at her lover and can't help but think that he is looking sexy. "Morning," she says as she arrives at him. "Want to grab a seat together?"
"Yea, sure," Adam nods back to her. "I'll grab a latte and meet you in the back booth?"
"Sounds good," Helen turns and moves towards the back booth. Within a couple of minutes, Adam is sitting across from her. "I'm glad I ran into you."
"Me too," Adam tells her before he takes a sip of his latte. "I think we should talk, about last night."
Helen arches her eyebrow. Does he want to get back together? She would be more than willing to give that a try. "It was amazing," Helen replies to him, trying not to come on too strong. "I'm so glad that you're better."
"I am glad too," he chuckles back to her. "I didn't think I'd ever be with a woman again."
"Don't worry, you didn't lose your touch," she winks back to him.
"Thanks," he tells her. "But, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about."
"What is it Adam? What's wrong?"
"I still love Robin," he admits to her as he locks eyes with her. "I don't know what came over me last night, but we shouldn't have made love, Helen."
Helen feels her heart move into her throat but she finds herself nodding back to him. "Of course," she manages to say. "I knew that you were still in love with Robin."
"I'm guessing I just got caught up in the fact that I was actually able to perform again," he tells her. "I don't mean to hurt you."
"You're not," Helen waves her hand in the air. "You are in love with Robin, and now, there's nothing stopping you from being with her."
"Thanks for understanding, Helen, you're the best," Adam smiles back to her, unaware of how he just upset. She smiles and nods back to him, trying to not show that he just broke her heart.
The Black House; Helen,
Barbara & Dawn's Home
"So, you had community service last night?" Dawn asks Barbara as she pours herself a cup of water while Barbara sips on some tea in the living room.
Barbara nods her head back to her daughter, knowing that she has hours of community service to do as a result of her shooting Jonah. Not that Barbara minds the service; she would rather give back to the community than be in jail. At the same time, however, she wishes the nightmares from killing Jonah would stop. She continues to wake up, multiple times a night, sweating from the nightmares she has been having. She feels like the walls are closing in on her sometimes, but she doesn't want to tell anyone; she doesn't want this Jonah crisis to continue to burden the family down.
"It was uneventful," Barbara replies to her granddaughter. "How as the party at the Calimo mansion? Did you have a good time?"
"Surprisingly, yes," Dawn turns to face her. "I actually had a nice, civil moment with Natasha, if you can believe that."
"Even hearing that woman's name is like nails on a chalk board."
Dawn chuckles back to her. "I know," she giggles. "But, I don't know, I saw a different side to her last night. She genuinely seemed to care about me and the baby."
"Don't believe a word that snake says," Barbara stands up and moves closer to Dawn. "She just wants you to reconsider you giving her and Cory your baby. That can't happen, Dawn. Please tell me you know that."
"I'm not saying anything of the sort," Dawn tells her. "What I am saying, is that I'm willing to put the past behind me. I can't hold on to this anger of Dad's affair with Natasha. What does that solve?"
"I hope that's all it is," Barbara warns her. "Because, I won't stand for you giving your child to Natasha. It just can't happen! I forbid it!"
"Calm down, Grandma," Dawn tries to tell.
"Don't tell me to calm down," Barbara snaps back at her. "There's no way in hell Natasha will get your baby, I'll see to it, do you understand me?"
"I'm sorry that I didn't go to the party with you last night," Paige tells Andrew as they sit across from one another at a table. "I wasn't really in the party mood."
Andrew looks over at his girlfriend and remembers the last time they were together she stormed off because she thought that he was keeping something from her within regards to the reason why Chris and Helen couldn't remember their night together. He knows that he was rather short with her; he just doesn't understand why she is suddenly so obsessed with this story.
"It's okay, I had Cheresa to keep me company," he replies to her. "And, I know we didn't exactly end our last conversation on the best of terms."
"No, we didn't," she purses her lips together. "I'm just not sure why you aren't more interested in what could have happened between Chris and Helen."
"I don't care," he admits to her. "What happened is between them. It has nothing to do with us."
"Are you sure that's all it is?" she asks him. "Cause I've been getting the feeling that you don't want to get involved because you know something that no one else does."
"Like what?" he gulps, trying to act insulted when he knows that he has to cover his tracks right now; no one can ever know what he did.
"I don't know," Paige admits to him. "Why don't you tell me?"
"There's nothing to tell," he looks into her eyes. "Well, actually I guess I do have news but it's on a completely different subject."
Paige arches her eyebrow back to him. "Okay? What is this news?"
"Cheresa and I, we have decided to apply for the Gen Next House at Roboto this summer," he reveals to her. "So, we could be spending all summer together after all."
"Great," she smiles back to him. "I'll have all summer to get this secret out of you!"
Andrew rolls his eyes. "For the last time, there is no secret. So, please, can we drop it?"
"Okay, okay," she giggles back to him. "I don't want to fight with you, so I'll believe you if you tell me that there is no secret."
"That'd be great," Andrew smiles back to her. "Thanks, Paige."
Trenyce sits at her desk, still unable to focus on the designs in front of her because of her mind is racing about Chris and everything that has happened. She slams her pencil down in frustration. "Damn it," she scolds herself. "It's been months, I have to find a way to move on from this!"
She stands up and moves to the bar in her office and pours herself a glass of water. She knows that she has to find a way to move on, but she can't help but wonder what actually happened. Chris and Helen are both claiming that they can't remember how they ended up in bed together; is it the truth? If it is, what could have happened that they don't remember?
"Should I even care?" she asks herself. "I know that Chris is a player, he always has been. But Helen, she wouldn't lie about something like that. Why would she? She has no reason too."
Before she can think of anything else, there's a knock on her office door. "Come in," she says as she turns to the door and sees Chris slowly open it.
"I know I'm the last person you want to see," he says as he walks into her office. "But I'm hoping that you'll hear me out?"
"Fine," Trenyce turns her back to him. "I don't know what you can say that will change things."
"How about, I'm sorry?" he says coming up behind her. "I still don't know what happened that night, Trenyce, but I can see how upset you have been and I never wanted to hurt you. You have to believe me."
Trenyce feels her eyes swell with water, so she bites her lower lip to prevent herself from crying. "I know that it hurt because you cared for me. I cared for you too; I really thought we were going to be together, which would have been huge considering everything we've gone through together."
Trenyce shakes her head before turning back to him. "You're right," she admits to him as a tear falls down her cheek. "The reason that I've been hurting so much, still, is because I cared for you Chris. I still do. But, I can't go back. I can't do it."
He leans in and kisses her lips. She finds herself responding to his touch but she pulls away. "You have to go," she whispers to him. "I'm not going to do this, not again."
Chris uneasily nods back to her and moves back to the door. "I won't give up Trenyce," he turns and looks at her. "I will find out what happened that night, even if it's the last thing I do."
Sitting in his office at his desk, Dominick quickly scans the news briefing on his computer screen. He runs his hand over his face; he can't believe that Roboto is planning this Gen Next House for the summer. He can't help but realize that it is a good idea; a damn good idea at that.
"I've been so focused on Felicia that I've let my business suffer," he whispers to himself as he stands up and moves towards the bar. He pours himself a scotch and quickly drinks it down. "I have to come up with something to compete with this. How could I have been so stupid?"
"You have 5 minutes, starting now," a voice calls out from his doorway.
Dominick turns around and sees Tyler standing in the entry way. "You came," he says back to his son. "I wasn't sure you'd actually show up."
"I wasn't going to," Tyler admits to him, having received a text message from Dominick asking to meet him. Tyler knows that he and his father are not getting along right now because Tyler blames Dominick for killing Blake last year. Now, Dominick is upset with Tyler for going to work with Bob at Roboto. "But, I'm sure you've heard about the Gen Next House and I wanted to see your reaction."
"Let me guess, it was your idea?"
"It was," Tyler nods back to him thrilled that his idea is clearly upsetting his father.
"Damn it Tyler!" Dominick tries to refrain from yelling at him. "You should be here at Robertson coming up with these ideas! This is your legacy!"
"I don't want anything to do with this legacy if it means killing my son," Tyler spits back to him. "I'm sorry Dominick, but I'm not coming back and you should get used to that."
"What will it take Tyler? Tell me, what will it take for us to move on from this?"
Tyler laughs back at him. "Hell freezing over," he whispers back to his Dad. "Now, you're 5 minutes are up. If there's nothing else?"
"There'll always be something else," Dominick calls out to him as Tyler moves to the door. "Because we are family, and that's something you can't erase, no matter how hard you try!"
Dominick's words fall on deaf ears as Tyler storms out of the office. Dominick sighs before he drinks the rest of his scotch, already wondering how he will compete with Roboto's summer campaign.
Twin Peaks General Hospital
Eva slowly moves towards her daughter's office, knowing that Victoria is working currently because she called the nurses station before she drove to the hospital. She has been worried about Victoria since the night of Shane's birthday party when she was attacked on the pier and almost raped; she knows that with Victoria's past experience with her father, her near rape could be very traumatic for her. She also recalls how recently she met with Shane, and he advised her that Victoria was late for surgery, which is very unlike her daughter. Plus, Victoria had kicked Eva and Donovan out the same day because she was telling them that she had surgery, so something isn't adding up.
"I have to make sure you're okay," Eva whispers to herself as she arrives at Victoria's office door and she knocks. She opens the door and sees her daughter sitting behind her desk. "Hello darling."
"Oh Mom," Victoria stands up and rushes over to Eva, pulling into her a hug. "I'm glad to see you. How are you?"
"Well, you certainly seem to be in a good mood," Eva smiles back to her as they exit their embrace.
"Why wouldn't I be? It's a glorious day outside," she replies to her. "I have a lot of work to do, but that's just like every other day."
Eva chuckles back to her. "I'm glad that you're doing well, I must admit that I was worried."
"Oh no, not you too," Victoria rolls her eyes as she pours Eva a cup of coffee and passes it to her Mom. "Everyone has been asking me if I'm okay, and I am! Honestly, I've never been better."
"I can see that," Eva nods back to her, wondering why she was so worried. Seeing the woman in front of her, she can tell that Victoria is perfectly fine. "I'm glad I stopped by, you've put my worries to ease today."
"Good," Victoria smiles back to her. "The sooner everyone stops worrying about me, the better."
Meggan slowly walks through the hospital, having just left her appointment with her OBGYN. Thankfully, everything with her baby is going according to plan. She has enough on her plate right now to also have to worry about the health of her unborn child. She knows that Brad wants to have a family meeting with his family; she isn't worried entirely about it, but she does know that she hates lying to everyone about the father of her baby. Still, she knows that she has no other choice because Jeff can never know the truth.
She reaches the nurses station and speaks to the nurse about her next appointment. "Great, thank you," Meggan replies to the nurse as she turns around and sees Leah approaching her.
"Meggan, what a surprise," Leah smiles to her. "How are you?"
"I'm fine Leah, how are you? What are you doing here?"
"Oh, the hospital called me to pick up some of my mother's belongings," Leah reveals to her. "She was transferred to Raven's Meadow."
"I heard, I'm sorry. That must be difficult."
"We are getting through it together as a family," Leah replies to her. "What about you? What are you doing here?"
Meggan tries to shuffle her purse in front of her baby bump and smiles back to her. "Just a regular checkup, that's all. Everything is fine."
"Good, I'm happy to hear it," Leah nods back to her.
"If you'll excuse me though, I do need to go," Meggan replies to her quickly. "See you around."
"Sure," Leah tells her as she watches Meggan rush off. Leah arches her eyebrow, wondering what was different about Meggan. She can't place her finger on it, but she can tell that something is different with her. She replays the conversation in her head and then it dawns on her.
"She's pregnant," Leah whispers to herself. "She had a baby bump that she was trying to hide. Meggan Richardson is going to have a baby."
The Pampa Grill
At a back table, Brad sits alone with a mic hooked up to his chest. He is waiting for Max to arrive so he can probe him into trying to get information about the night of Adam's accident.
"Robin," Brad says in a low voice. "Can you hear me?"
He gets a text from Robin telling him that she can hear him. "Perfect, Max is walking to the table now," he tells Robin, who is listening from Meggan's office at MW Investigations. "Max hey," Brad smiles to his friend.
"Hey Brad," Max replies as he sits across from him. "Why are we sitting at the back of the restaurant?"
"Dunno," Brad lies to him, knowing he requested this table. "I guess they are expecting a big lunch rush?"
"Maybe," Max shrugs back to him. "So, how are things progressing with you and Robin?" Max asks him, still shocked that Robin is interested in Brad when she didn't give him the time of the day. It makes Max livid to even think about; he almost wonders if he should remove Brad from the picture. He removed Adam, there's no reason he couldn't remove Brad.
"Oh really great," Brad smiles back to him. "I got the feeling that you weren't too happy with the fact that I was going to see her again. Why is that?"
Max shrugs before taking a swig of his beer. "No reason," Max replies to him.
"Come on, Max, we are friends, you can tell me. Did you have a thing for Robin?"
"Yea, I did, okay?" Max finally tells him. "And, she burned me bad, so I just hope that you are ready for that."
"Is she the girl that made you do the things that not proud of to try to get her to notice you?" Brad asks him next. "It'll stay between us, if you did?"
"I did things to try to get her to notice me," Max nods back to him. "And you should know, that I could probably remove you from the picture if I wanted too. But I'm not going to do that, because I've moved on."
Brad arches his eyebrow back to him. "So, who did you remove from the picture before? And how did you do it?"
Max takes another swig of his beer as he starts to feel uncomfortable. He doesn't like the questions that Brad is asking. "Answer me, Max! Whom did you try to remove from Robin's world? And how? I want to know!"
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