Nothing but Unstable
Written by: Dallas Walsh | Originally Released: May 03, 2022
Theme song: "xanny" Billie Eilish
Lawson Estate; Greg, Brooke, Abby & Cheresa's Home
"I'm calling the police," a flabbergasted Greg tells Brooke as they stand facing one another in the living room of the Lawson estate. Brooke had just finished telling Greg how and why she turned into the Rose Peddle killer; Greg, however, is still stunned that Brooke killed Brad, their own son. Of course, he is shocked that she also killed two other people, but Brad is the one that he can't wrap his head around the most. For her to stand there and try to justify her horrible actions that are unforgivable is completely mind boggling to him. "This is going to end tonight, Brooke. You're not going to kill anyone else, do you hear me?"
"I hear you," Brooke moves closer to him as she feels her desperation growing. "When you saw me in the storage locker, I was packing up everything that I was using to hurt people. I realized that I had to stop this. The Rose Peddle killer was coming to an end. It's time for me to get help and move on from this, Greg."
"You expect me to believe that?" Greg asks her back. "You expect me to believe that the moment you get caught is the same moment that you planned stopping hurting people? What kind of fool do you take me for, Brooke?"
"Please Greg," Brooke continues to plead with her ex-husband. "I'm begging you, don't call the police. We can get through this, together. The way it always should have been. I can still get the help I need, and we can move on with our lives with our children. What do you say?"
"Our children, Brooke?" Greg lashes out at her. "You killed our son! You murdered him in cold blood! No, I don't want you anywhere near our daughters, God knows what you would do to them!"
"I would never hurt Abby or Cheresa!"
"How the hell can I believe a word you say?" Greg yells at her. "You have murdered, MURDERED, three people Brooke! No, this is over! I'm calling the police and there's not a damn thing you can do to stop me."
The Pampa Grill
"Meggan, it is late to be coming in for dinner, isn't it?" Madeline asks the private investigator as she moves into the restaurant. Madeline and Andy had just finished having a later dinner and are headed back to his condo; he is already waiting in the car for Madeline, who had to use the restroom. She is surprised to see Meggan coming into the restaurant considering the hour it is.
"Hey Maddie," Meggan smiles back to her. "I know it's late, I got caught up in some work at MWI."
Madeline chuckles back to her quickly. "Man, I remember those days well. There's always another case to be solved, huh?"
"You can say that again," Meggan replies to her. "And, before you ask, I haven't had any updates on Clayton Hughes. But, I will keep you and Andy posted, if and when I do."
"We both appreciate that," Madeline tells her. "It was nice seeing you. I had forgotten how many people you run into a day in Twin Peaks."
Meggan arches her eyebrow back to her. "Who else did you run into today?"
"Jeff," Madeline reveals to her. "I hadn't seen him in years, but my ex-boyfriend is still looking pretty darn good."
Meggan uneasily chuckles back to her. "Yea, but somethings with him never change."
"What does that mean?"
"We had been seeing each other," Meggan tells her. "But, as usual, he still can't get his head out his ex-wife's business."
"Ah, you mean Leah?"
"Exactly," Meggan nods back to her. "I just got tired of being second fiddle to her."
"Interesting that Jeff didn't mention any of this to me," Madeline smirks back to her. "In any event, if this is how you feel, then I think you did the right thing. Anyways, I should get going, see you soon, okay?"
"Yea, of course," Meggan waves back to her. "Have a great night."
Tower's; The Penthouse; Cory's Home
Leah frantically looks around the open room as the crying of the child increases. She looks all around the room but is unable to see where the infant in need is. She stops in the middle of the room and runs her hand through her long hair as the crying volume increases. Eventually, the crying gets to a level where she must cover her ears.
"Where are you?" she screams out in frustration. "I can't help you if I can't find you?"
When she opens her eyes, Leah bolts up in the large bed that she shares with Cory, back in the bedroom of the penthouse. Leah takes a deep breath as she looks around the room until she realizes that she was having another one of the dreams that she has been having since she and Cory agreed to try to have a child together.
"Hey, are you okay?" Cory leans up in the bed and turns on the lamp on his end table. "Leah? What is it? What's wrong?"
Leah takes a deep breath and looks back at Cory. "I'm fine," she manages to tell him. "I just had another one of those dreams about the baby crying."
"The one you can't find?"
Leah nods back to him. "Yes, exactly."
"I know that you and Jeff assumed that you were having these dreams because it was around the time of the anniversary of Noah's death, but that has come and gone Leah, so why would you still be having these dreams?"
"I wish I knew," Leah says back to him as she lays back down in the bed, wondering the same thing that Cory just asked her about. "Let's try to get some sleep?"
Cory flicks the lamp switch off and then lays next to Leah, worried about his lover now. He has no idea why she would continue to have these dreams, but he is starting to get concerned about her. "Come here," he whispers to her. "Let me hold you until you fall asleep, okay?"
"I'd like that," Leah manages to say as she moves into Cory's arms and tries to shut her eyes again, hoping that she doesn't have another dream.
Davenport House; Trenyce & Andrew's Home
"What a day," Trenyce tells Andrew as they sit together in the living room of the house that Trenyce lives in. She can't help but recall how the day started when she and Andrew went to the jail to tell Chris that Albertinah was killed by the Rose Peddle killer; it broke her heart to see Chris so gutted by the death of his sister and not truly be able to do anything because he is still in jail. After they left the jail, they stopped at the police station to see Simona to see if she had uncovered any new information about the killer. They were both disheartened to hear that she was still trying to figure out who the Rose Peddle killer is. "I feel exhausted."
"Me too," Andrew agrees with her as he moves to the bar and pours himself a scotch. "I'm going to have a drink and pass out, I think."
"That sounds like a good idea," Trenyce nods back to him. "Have an ounce for me?"
Andrew chuckles back to her as he takes a sip of his drink. "Are you sure you're okay being here? I know that this room has a lot of bad memories for you?"
"Surprisingly, I am okay right now," Trenyce admits to him. "I think having you here really will help."
Andrew smiles back to her. "I'm glad to be here then."
"How are you doing? You only lost Albertinah last night, Andrew. It is okay to grieve."
"I am grieving," Andrew sits next to her on the sofa. "I still can't believe that she's gone, you know? I keep thinking that she will call me or walk through the door."
"I get that," Trenyce tells him. "Just make sure you take the time to grieve, okay? Don't keep anything bottled up."
Before Andrew can reply, Trenyce's cell phone rings so she moves to answer it. "Trenyce Davenport," she says into the phone. "What? Are you sure? I was just there Yes, thank you, this is wonderful news!"
She hangs up the phone as Andrew stands up, curious about what the phone call was all about. "Trenyce? What's going on? What just happened?"
Trenyce turns to him with a grin on her face. "That was the jail," she looks at Andrew. "It was about Chris."
"Chris? Is he okay?"
"He is more than okay," Trenyce looks back at him. "He's getting released early due to good behavior. Chris is coming home!"
Tower's; Floor One; Andy's Condo
"I don't know about you, but I am exhausted," Andy tells Madeline as they move into the living room of his condo. "It has been one hell of a day."
"It sure has," Madeline nods back to him. "I just wish we had more news about finding Clayton Hughes. I still want to know how and why this man looks like Reese. I can't help but think that there is more to this story."
Andy shakes his head back to her. "I know, I have thought that way ever since I found out that Melissa Young hired him to gaslight me last year; it is too weird that he looks exactly like Reese."
"Let's just hope that Meggan gets some information tomorrow."
Before Andy can reply, there is a knock on his front door. He looks back at Madeline in surprise. "Who could that be at this hour?"
Andy turns around and moves to the front door where he sees Nicholas standing on the other side after he opens it. "Nicholas? What are you doing here?"
"I'm sorry but this couldn't wait until morning," Nicholas moves into the living room. "Hi Maddie."
"Hey," Madeline replies to him. "What's going on?"
"I just got back from Boston," Nicholas tells the two of them. "I saw my mother."
"Melissa? Why did you go see her?" Andy asks him.
"Because," Nicholas looks back at them with intent. "She told me how we can find Clayton Hughes."
"You're still up?" Robbie asks his sister as he moves into the living room of the Calimo mansion only wearing some grey sweat pants. He sees Natasha pouring herself a night cap as she is only wearing a red silk robe.
"I am," Natasha finishes pouring herself a brandy. "I couldn't sleep even though I was tired. How about you? I'm surprised you're not with your new bride."
"Kim fell asleep," Robbie tells her as he pours himself a drink. "I guess I was like you, wanted a night cap first."
"For what it's worth, Robbie," Natasha looks back at her brother. "I am sorry for everything that happened at your wedding. If I could go back "
"I know," Robbie cuts her off. "Like Kim said at the hospital, it's time to put that all behind us. We have to move forward; it is what Dad would have wanted."
"Speaking of parents, Eva is the reason I can't sleep tonight."
"Eva?" Robbie asks her back. "What is happening with her?"
"I don't know," Natasha admits to him. "And, that's the problem. I texted her over an hour ago and she hasn't replied. It's not like her to ignore me for so long."
"It's late, maybe she is sleeping?"
"Maybe?" Natasha shrugs her shoulders. "I just can't get this sinking feeling in my stomach that something is very wrong."
Will sits at the bar of the restaurant with a beer in front of him looking at his phone intently. He still hasn't heard back from Eva since she left his hotel room, where she told him that she was going to sign the divorce papers that Dominick had drawn up and that she wanted them to have a chance to be together. She then told him that she had to take care of something that would be the start of removing Dominick from her life once and for all; he has no idea what that meant, but he hasn't seen or heard from her in hours and he is starting to get worried.
"Where could you be, Eva?" he asks himself as he takes a sip of his beer. "And, why haven't you called me back? It's not like you, not at all."
He sighs as he puts his phone down on the bar. He turns his head and sees Dominick sitting at a table, finishing his own drink. Will looks at the man for a moment and then, without thinking, stands up and moves towards Eva's husband.
"Dominick," Will says as he arrives at his table. "Do you have a minute to talk? It is important."
"Do you think I have anything to say to the man who slept with my wife?" Dominick doesn't even make eye contact with the younger man. "Because, if you think I do, then you are even more delusional than I thought."
"It's about Eva," Will sits across from him. "Have you heard from her lately?"
"Why is that any of your business?" Dominick huffs back to him. "What happens between my wife and I stays between us!"
"Because," Will tells him. "I saw her shortly after you left her hotel room earlier tonight," Will explains to him as Dominick looks back at him in surprise. "She told me that she was signing the divorce papers and I haven't seen or heard from her since."
"Nor have I," Dominick manages to reply to him. "Now, if you'll excuse me "
"Wait," Will stands up and puts his hand out to stop Dominick from walking away. "I think something could be wrong, Dominick. I haven't heard from her in hours; what if something bad as happened to her? Please, you must help me. You have to help me find Eva."
Lawson Estate; Greg, Brooke, Abby & Cheresa's Home
"Greg, wait," Brooke comes up to her ex-husband with a coldness in her voice. "You're not going to call any one, do you understand me?"
Greg looks back at Brooke with intent as he holds his cell phone in his hand. "You're not going to stop me from turning you into the police, Brooke. This is over, you must accept that. You're not going to hurt another person!"
Brooke slaps Greg across the face and the knocks his phone out of his hand. "What are you doing?" Greg asks in shock as he moves back from the slap.
Brooke rushes over to his phone and steps on it with her high hell, cracking the screen. "I told you, you're not calling anyone, Greg and I damn well meant it," she glares back to him.
"This is over Brooke! You won't get away with this!"
Brooke slowly moves over to the bar in the living room. "Do you want a drink, Greg? I think it would calm us both down," she says as she looks around the bar. Instantly, her eyes are drawn to the ice pick that rests on the bar. She picks it up and puts it in her hand.
"No, I don't want a damn drink!" Greg yells back at her. "I'm going to call Simona Lopez! This is over."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," Brooke turns to him with a glimmer in her eye as she reveals that she has the ice pick in her hand. "I'm sorry it had to come to this, Greg. But, you've left me with no other options."
"What are you going to do?" Greg asks her, his voice cracking.
"I'm going to kill you," she whispers back to him as she starts to move closer to him.
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