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on One Day at a Time
The Tower's; Floor Eight;
Victoria hears the kettle on the stove start to whistle loudly, so she stands up from the sofa in her living room and she moves into the kitchen. She shuts the stove off and pours some hot water into her large mug, making herself a herbal tea. She blows on the hot water before she takes a little sip of the tea. She's hoping that the tea will help her with her splitting headache that she has; she doesn't know why she has been getting more headaches lately, but she hopes that by staying hydrated, she will start to feel better soon.
She carries her mug back to the living room and sits back down on the sofa. Suddenly, the pain in her head strikes her again, so she puts her hands on her temples and slowly massages her head.
"What's wrong with me?" she asks herself as she looks up. Immediately, she starts thinking back to the night of Shane's birthday party, where she lashed out at Robbie for trying to get back together with her again. She shakes her head wondering if she went too far with having to tell him off because he wasn't understanding that she wasn't interested in getting back together with him. After so many months of him going back and forth between her and Leah, Victoria finally said enough.
"He was keeping me around as his second choice," she tries to tell herself. "I couldn't let him do that to me. I just couldn't."
Suddenly, another sharp pain hits her head. "Ahh," she says in pain, grabbing her head again. "What the hell is happening to me? Why is this happening?"
Twin Peaks General Hospital
"Are you sure that she is going to be up for a visitor?" Natasha asks the nurse who is pushing her closer towards Dawn's hospital room. Natasha requested that she be able to go see Dawn because she hasn't been able to stop thinking about her since Cory told her that Dawn lost the baby in the shooting. She knows that Dawn was going to give her baby up for adoption but the fact that the child is now gone must still be devastating for the young woman, especially considering Barbara is the one who gunned them down.
"Yes, when I asked her if she would see you, she agreed," the nurse smiles back to Natasha, as they arrive at the hospital room. The nurse opens the door and pushes Natasha inside and up to Dawn's bed, as the young woman looks back at Natasha. "I'll give you guys some space."
Natasha looks at Dawn and grabs her hand. "I came as soon as I could," Natasha tells her. "That was quite the experience we had together, huh?"
Dawn looks back at her with red eyes. She hasn't been able to stop crying since Adam and Helen told her that she lost her child in the shooting. She can't believe that her Grandmother killed her unborn child; it feels like she is living in a nightmare right now. Well, a nightmare that started last year when she first was sent to the summer bible camp; this is just the latest chapter.
"I still can't believe it," Dawn replies to Natasha in a hoarse voice. "You'll be okay?"
Natasha nods back to her. "The doctors think I'll have to rehab my shoulder, but I should make a full recovery."
"Yea, me too."
"I know, about the baby I mean," Natasha whispers back to her as she squeezes her hand. "And, I'm so sorry, Dawn. I know they feel like empty words but I am sorry."
Dawn bites her lip as she feels her eyes flood with water, still reeling from the loss. "I " she begins to say as a tear strolls down her cheek. "I just don't know how to wrap my head around the fact that my Grandmother killed my child," she tells her through tears. "How could this have happened? How could any of this have happened?"
"I wish I knew," Natasha replies to her. "But, you aren't going to go through this alone. I'm here for you, Cory is here for you, your parents are here for you."
"I know," Dawn tells her. "But none of you can bring my baby back. None of you can undo this last year. Just when I think it can't get any worse, it does."
Natasha doesn't know how to respond to Dawn, so she slowly stands up from her wheelchair and she leans in and holds a weeping Dawn. Natasha realizes that somethings actions are going to speak louder than any words can and right now, there are no words that will comfort Dawn.
Robin appears in the doorway of waiting room where she sees Adam sitting a chair with his hand covering his eyes. She knows that the last 24 hours for him must have been hell with Dawn's shooting, worrying about whether or not she would survive, to learning that her unborn child is dead. She is happy that, at least for a time, he has seemingly let her back into his life to support him during this crisis. Since his accident last fall, which she now knows wasn't an accident, he has been pushing her away.
"Did Helen go home?" Robin finally says something, causing Adam to remove his hand from his eyes and look over at his former girlfriend.
"I insisted that she go get some rest," Adam nods back to her. "She was exhausted and I told her I would stay and keep an eye on Dawn."
"That was nice of you," she says coming and sitting next to him. "You all have been through so much. I hope you know that if you need anything, I'm here for you."
"I appreciate that," he looks at her. "You've been here next to me this entire time."
"That's what people do when they care for someone," she purses her lips together. "And Adam, despite you pushing me away for months, I do still care for you. I'm just glad that you haven't been pushing me away."
"I don't know what I've done to deserve that, but thank you."
"You don't have to thank me," Robin tells him. "But there is something you need to know. I've been putting it off for a while now, with everything going on with Dawn. But, you have to know."
Adam looks back at her with intent. "What is it? What's going on?"
"It's about your other child."
"Max?" Adam sits up in the chair. "He's okay, isn't he?"
"He's fine," Robin tells him. "But he's done something, and I can't keep it from you anymore."
The Cascade Aparments;
Apartment 507; Andrew's Apartment
"How is it possible that we have already watched half of the season?" Paige asks Andrew as they sit next to one another on the sofa in his apartment. Andrew asked his girlfriend to come over and spend the evening together watching Netflix together, which Paige was more than happy to do.
"We keep hitting next episode when one ends," Andrew chuckles back to her. "I'm not complaining, though. I like cuddling with you watching one of your shows. It's cute to see your reactions."
Paige chuckles back to him. "Who knew that the Dynasty reboot would last this long?"
"Or be so good?"
Paige picks up one of the pillows on the sofa and lightly hits him with it. "I always knew it'd be good!" she laughs back to him.
He grabs her and wrestles her down to the sofa and crawls on top of her as she squeals. "Got you," he looks at her before he leans in and kisses her passionately.
They break away from one another and she looks at him. "Andrew," she whispers back to him.
"Don't talk," he replies as he leans in and kisses her again. She can't resist him and kisses him back. "God, I want you so badly," he says as he starts to kiss her neck. "I have protection."
"Good," she says as she wraps her legs around him, unable to deny that she is attracted to her boyfriend. She looks up into his eyes and suddenly feels sure of what she is about to do.
He stops and looks at her for a moment. "Are you sure?"
Paige slowly nods back to him. "Yea, I am very sure," she replies before she kisses him again.
The Pampa Grill
"Yes, Robbie," Brooke says into her phone as she sits at the bar of the restaurant with a vodka martini in front of her. Brooke is hearing from Robbie about his decision to officially put his name in the running for mayor in the election this year. She is thrilled by his decision because it means that she will be working as his campaign manager. She didn't realize how much she missed the idea of working until this idea was presented to her.
"I'm glad things are going well for your sister and that new experience has made you realize that this is what you want to do," she tells him before she takes a sip of her drink. "And, of course, I'd be thrilled to come on board with you. Count me! Let's meet soon to discuss some campaign ideas? Perfect."
She hangs up the phone with a smile on her face. Finally, she thinks, things are going well for me again. She takes another sip of her drink, finishing it, and stands up to leave. She grabs her purse to leave when she sees Meggan walking into the restaurant; she immediately spies the growing pregnancy belly and immediately wonders if she is the mystery woman in Brad's life. Brooke grabs her coat and makes a beeline for the entrance.
"Hi there," Brooke says approaching her, nodding to Meggan's belly. "Looks like you're coming along nicely."
Meggan looks up from her phone and immediately knows who she is from pictures that Brad has showed. She knew that this day was going to happen but the fact Brad isn't with her is a little off putting. "Thanks. I'm Meggan Richardson," she extends her hand to Brooke's. "And, before you ask, yes, I am seeing your son. He's showed me your picture many times. I'm sorry we haven't planned our family dinner, things have been crazy busy."
"It's fine," Brooke waves her hand in the air. "We are meeting now, and that's all that matters. You are looking good, though. Everything is fine with the baby?"
Meggan nods back to her. "Everything is perfect," she tells her. "And Brad, he's a wonder."
"Isn't he though? He's excited to be a father."
"I bet he is," Meggan chuckles back to her. "He was excited by the idea of this!"
"Idea?" Brooke asks her. "Did you guys plan the baby? I thought it just happened?"
Meggan gulps and feels her heart rate pick up. "It wasn't planned, but once we got our heads wrapped around the idea of having a baby, he has been great."
Brooke uneasily nods back to her, getting the feeling that there is something else going on with Meggan. "Well, that's good to hear. Look, I must run, but we must get together soon."
"I'd like that a lot Mrs. Lawson, thank you."
"Anytime," Brooke purses her lips back to her. "And please, call me Brooke."
At another table, Trenyce sits with a glass of red wine in front of her as she thinks about how Chris came to her office recently and she admitted to him that she still cares for him. As she takes a sip of the wine, she can't believe that she let her guard down and admitted that she still cares about him. She feels like a fool for letting him know that because now, he has the power back.
"Why was I so dumb as to let him know that I had feelings for him?" she asks herself before she takes a sip of her wine. "I was so strong for so long; I can't let him back into my life. I just can't."
"You know, they say talking to yourself is the first sign of going crazy," Chris smiles down to her as he arrives at her table.
Trenyce looks up at him and feels her cheeks flush in embarrassment. "I didn't see you come in," she admits to him.
"I could tell," he chuckles back to her.
"I'm waiting for Vinny and Daisy," she quickly tells him. "We are going to have dinner together."
"That's nice," he replies to her. "I won't keep you long, I just saw you and thought I'd come over."
"You saw me!"
He chuckles back to her as he moves next to her in a chair. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about our last visit," he admits to her. "I hope you know that I do, still care about you too."
She picks up her glass and takes another sip of wine. "I'm glad," she replies to him coldly.
He grabs her free hand so she turns him immediately. He takes the opportunity to lean in and kiss her. Their lips touch only for a moment before Trenyce pushes him away.
"How are you!" she gasps at him. "I should slap you!"
Chris backs away from her. "Sorry, I just thought we had made some kind of amends."
"You thought wrong," she coldly tells him. "I shouldn't have said what I said, Chris. And you, you certainly shouldn't have kissed me! Now, please excuse yourself before my dinner guests arrive."
Chris uneasily nods back to her as he stands up. He looks back at her one final time before he makes his way to the back door exit, wondering if he will ever be able to get Trenyce to forgive him for a night he can't even remember.
At the front entrance, Vinny holds the door open for Daisy to move inside the restaurant, as they are going to meet Trenyce for a dinner. As the move inside, Vinny hears his phone ping with a new text message.
He pulls his phone out of his pocket and reads the incoming text from Lukas. "Damn," he whispers to himself, causing Daisy to look back at her husband with concern.
"What is it?" she asks him, stopping in the foyer. "Is everything okay?"
"Lukas just sent me a message," Vinny looks back at her. "It seems you officially have a running competitor in the election."
Daisy arches her eyebrow wondering who could be interesting in running against in the mayor campaign. "Well, don't keep me in suspense? Who is running for mayor?"
"Robbie Calimo," Vinny locks eyes with her. "And you know what that means?"
"That this race is officially going to be a battle," Daisy sighs. "Robbie has the money, power and name recognition to win this election."
Vinny grabs her hand and squeezes it. "I will do everything in my power to make sure you win this election."
Daisy uneasily smiles back to him. "Thanks," she tells him. "We have to be on our A game, that's for sure."
Kim walks up to Greg's office door and prepares to knock on it, but she stops herself to quickly collect herself. She recalls how the last time she visited the doctor, she was wearing a tiny blouse and was extra flirty with him so she could try to get him to reveal details about Felicia to her. She has to continue to follow up with these meetings so she knows exactly what is happening with Felicia because she has to ensure her and Bob's plan continues to be a success; they have come too far for anyone to believe that Felicia didn't start the fire last year at the boutique. The alternative would mean that she and Bob would likely go to jail for starting and covering up the fire.
After taking one final deep breath, she knocks on the door and then opens it. "It's my favorite doctor," she smiles as she walks into the office, seeing Greg behind his desk.
"Kim, what a surprise," he stands up from behind his desk to greet her. "What do I owe the pleasure?"
She removes her coat to reveal another low cut blouse, which Greg immediately takes notice of. "We agreed to continue to have these meetings, don't you recall? I have those contracts you were going to look at."
Greg moves closer to her. "Those can wait for later, can't they? I think these meetings we have should entail something different."
Kim arches her eyebrow as he comes closer to her. "What did you have in mind, exactly? Remembering that I'm a newlywed, of course."
Greg chuckles back to her. "Oh come on," he winks at her. "You come here, looking like that, and expect me to behave?"
"I do," she giggles back to him.
"I'm married too you know," he tells her. "These meetings could be our little secret."
"You're a bad boy," she tells him.
"You have no idea," he replies to her.
"I'll think about it, okay?" Kim looks back at him. "Maybe you could confirm something for me?"
"I heard that Felicia Robertson was brought here because she started the fire at the boutique last fall," Kim bats her eye lashes at him. "Do you know how she is doing?"
Greg puts his hands up in the air, knowing that he can't reveal anything to Kim about Felicia's well-being. "I can't disclose that to you."
"I know, doctor-patient confidentiality," Kim chuckles. "It's just, she is the Grandmother of my son who passed away last year; despite everything, I still care for her a great deal."
"I can tell you that she's here and I will do everything in my power to make sure she gets better," Greg nods back to her. "But that's it."
"Okay, okay," Kim laughs. "I won't pressure you for any more details."
The Tower's; Floor Eight;
Victoria shuts her eyes as another piecing pain hits her temple, as she thinks about how Robbie was treating her the night of Shane's birthday party. She opens her eyes and shakes her head.
Suddenly, she flashes back to walking down the pier after the party ended and the masked man grabbing her and throwing her up against a brick wall. Tears stroll down Victoria's face as she recounts how he was so close to raping her; after everything went through with her father during her childhood, she can't believe that it almost happened again.
She shuts her eyes for a longer moment. When she opens her eyes, she stands up and looks around the apartment. "Don't you worry about a thing," she says in a whispered voice. "Brandy is back, Victoria. And, I'm here to make sure you never have to deal with any of this ever again."
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