Title: Satyrs and Kanes
Disclaimers: I don't own any of these characters. I'm just playing David Hayward, I mean writergod, and playing with them a little.
Warning: This story starts pretty light heartedly, and for the most part that's what it is, but there are also some really, really not lighthearted parts, though I always try not to be uneededingly excessive. Just a warning for anyone expecting a fluff piece.
About 3 Months Later
"I thought it was over, that maybe this Christmas would be different. Would be calm. It's our first at the house." Bianca Montgomery glanced over at the man with her in the airport waiting area. "You're coming either for Christmas dinner, or just for a while on Christmas Eve?"
The dark haired man stared straight ahead. "I'm not sure."
Bianca threaded a hand through the man's arm. "Well David, you will be welcome."
David finally looked over at Bianca, "Is Krystal still angry at me?"
"Nah, she's too busy being Super Grandmother for the kids, trying to overcompensate for the fact that my mother is chasing my Uncle Jack all over the world. Not to mention hovering over Marissa like the Mom she didn't get to be."
David took his arm away from Bianca, "Ah, damn, I'm late."
Bianca frowned, "David, this is Maggie, and, you're no longer a doctor, if you go to Marissa's check up there's nothing you can do for her."
David shook his head, "Marissa's my daughter, and I can make sure that Castillo isn't screwing up her treatment. Will you be okay here, alone?"
Bianca looked out the window at an approaching plane. "I've done much harder things in my life than signing for Maggie Stone's body and following it to the funeral home."
David put a hand on Bianca's shoulder. "I know Maggie would... she'd..."
Bianca sighed, "She'd tell you to go pester Griff about your daughter."
A young woman watched as David Hayward left Bianca alone in Pine Valley Airport. She resisted the urge to go to her, and just watched as the brunette wrapped her arms around herself. It wasn't long before a man from the airline appeared and after a few words Bianca left with him.
The young woman watched until Bianca was out of sight, then she too left. She had work to do.
"David- what are you doing here?"
Every time his daughter addressed him he had a little niggling of hope in the back of his head that she'd call him Dad. The rest of his brain, the part that had gotten him through school and made him a world renowned Cardio surgeon knew that that was never going to happen, in the deepest part of his brain, the part he tried to shut out, the part that had clawed its way to the surface when his father had killed himself, the part that had surfaced when his Leora had died, that part just wanted to hear Marissa call him Dad.
Instead of dwelling too much on the use of his first name David held his hand out. Griff didn't move. "David, you're no longer a doctor here, you're no longer a doctor at all."
"I'm her father. And I can read a chart. The chart."
Griff glanced towards Marissa, who shrugged. "He'll find some other way to get it, possibly illegally, then his probation will be revoked and I'll be visiting him in prison again. Show him the chart."
Griff handed the chart to David. "She's doing fine by the way."
David didn't speak, just studied his daughter's test results and exam findings. "Your BP..."
Marissa cut her father off, "Is well within acceptable limits. I haven't felt any symptoms of anything. The bullet only grazed my heart didn't split it in two, and Griff saved my life very well. Now, I need to pick up the kids and get home before Bianca does."
Marissa climbed off the exam table and poked David in the chest, "And why aren't you there with her?"
"But- you-" Marissa shot him a look, "Hell, you take on JR and suddenly you have more guts than Erica Kane." The look didn't let up, "She could have stopped me."
Marissa groaned, "Thank you Griff. Perhaps you can tell my father what he did wrong this time."
A skinny middle aged looking man glanced around a nearly empty room before he dropped a box on the ground. The movers had delivered a chest, a desk, and a desk chair as well as bed, mattress and dresser for the bedroom. But he wasn't planning on staying too long. He did have more boxes to unpack, then he'd get started.
Marissa watched the kids scamper upstairs and turned as the front door opened and closed.
Marissa met Bianca before she even had a chance to remove her parka and wrapped her arms around Bianca. Bianca laid her head against Marissa's shoulder as Marissa rubbed Bianca's back.
Somehow they made it to the couch and Bianca curled up, her head pillowed on Marissa's lap, coat still on, tears running down her face.
Marissa knew there was nothing she could say, so she made comforting noises and rubbed Bianca's back.
Bianca finally took a few deep breaths and looked up at Marissa, "I got you all wet and the sofa..."
Marissa picked up a bit of moisture on Bianca's coat, "Bianca, I'm always wet in your presence, so... I assume that it's snowing out there?"
Bianca gave Marissa a gentle shove and a half a smile as she sat up, "How do you do that?"
"Sound quite so dirty with so little effort? It's a gift."
"Can make me smile even when I'm at my lowest?"
Marissa opened and closed her mouth, "Bi- are you settling for me? Am I just enough?"
Bianca closed her eyes, "Day of the BBQ, you heard us, me and Kendall talking to my mother."
Marissa nodded, "Yeah, yes."
Bianca sat forward and gripped Marissa's hands in her own, "I put myself through JR hell for you and AJ. I was there every day after you foolishly got in the way for a bullet that probably should have hit me. You know me better than that, would I have been there, through all that if I didn't love you with all my heart and soul?"
"Well, actually, yes." Bianca started to respond with astonishment, but was cut off by a cheeky Marissa grin, "I love you too."
A cough came from the doorway as Jenny gave her mother her coat and was up the stairs just as fast as the rest of the kids of the Montgomery, Trasker household.
Krystal hung up their coats and turned to face her daughter and Bianca, "You know, now that you're better- we don't-"
Marissa cut her mother off, "You can stay as long as you want, or need, or you can look for somewhere else, but-" Marissa smiled, "I do love getting to know my sister."
"Sock, maybe a sock'd be a good idea."
Bianca stood, pulling Marissa up with her, "We should get started on dinner." Bianca walked over, hung up her coat and started towards the kitchen. She was waylaid by Krystal, who wrapped her arms around Bianca and hugged her just as hard as her daughter had.
After a moment the restaurant owner let go and took a step back, "I'm not your mother, but, if you need an ear other than my daughter's or your sister's, I'm here too."
Bianca nodded, "Thank you."
"Marissa and I, we'll make dinner. You, go hug your children."
The Pine Valley airport was much quieter than it had been earlier in the day. A plane had just landed and was slowly disgorging its very tired looking passengers. The final one off was a tall woman with short dark hair, a very confident strut, and piercing eyes. She walked by the ticket counter and her eyes lingered on one specific doorway. She took a breath in and held it for a moment before she nodded to herself and raised her phone, dialing.
"I'm in Pine Valley, I still do not understand why... " The woman closed her eyes since the man on the phone couldn't see her. "No, I'm not backing out. I gave you my word that I would save Chandler Enterprises and I will Mr. Chandler." She hung up and stared at her phone, "I just hope that I don't run into Erica or either of her daughters."
"Bianca, do you have any idea where the colander is?"
Bianca swallowed a laugh as she came up behind Marissa and wrapped her arms around the red head's waist. "I think I saw it-"
Marissa chuckled, "We've been saying that about everything the past couple of months haven't we. Side effect of moving I guess. You know, I love it when you do this."
Bianca kissed the side of Marissa's neck, "This?"
Marissa smiled, "That too. No, when you hold me, everything feels right with the world. I feel like- like singing or something." Marissa turned in Bianca's arms. "But I won't."
Bianca smiled, "AJ and the girls seem to like it."
Marissa made a face, "That doesn't count. So, ah-"
Bianca laughed, "Colander, right. Where did I see it-" She turned her head, though she didn't move from Marissa's embrace. "Oh- young neurons..."
Marissa buried her head in Bianca's shoulder, laughing as AJ came into the kitchen. He rolled his eyes and sighed, "You guys are always mushy, mushy, mushy-" He paused for a second, "So?"
Bianca smiled at AJ, "Your mom is looking for the colander."
AJ frowned for a second, "In the basement. Stack with the red box, but it's like the third one down." With that he left the kitchen.
"See, young neurons."
"Oh, because our neurons are so, so old." Marissa draped her arms around Bianca's neck, "You know, you're just as much his Mom these days as me, or Babe was."
"Oh no, nope, uh uh- I love AJ just like a son, but he gets to call me Bianca for the rest of his life if he wants."
Marissa smiled, "My big bad Bianca is afraid of JR 'Jail Bird' Chandler?"
Bianca kissed the tip of Marissa's nose and took a step back, "No one ever seems to remember that he pushed me off a balcony."
Marissa sighed as she and Bianca went down the basement steps. "I know. I know." Marissa sighed as they un-piled the boxes in the red box pile. "Uh, the reason I brought it up was that Gabby called me Mommy the other day and I didn't- I wasn't sure-"
Bianca pulled the colander out, put it on Marissa's head and kissed her, finally pulling away before the colander and everything else wound up on the floor of the basement.
Bianca chuckled, "I haven't heard a Hayward/Bennett wig out in such a long time-"
Marissa tilted her head to the side, "Excuse me?"
"Hayward, David, his mother's sister, Gwen Bennett, her daughters Maggie, and Frankie. It was Frankie I was thinking of. Once I called her my girlfriend, she quite freaked out..." Bianca trailed off, "God, they're both gone now." Bianca cleared her throat, "Sorry-"
"Hey." Marissa hugged Bianca for a moment, "I have a colander on my head, no morose thoughts okay. We'll let all of them call us whatever they want to. Mom, Bianca, Marissa. You stop being sad, and I'll stop freaking out. Sound good?" Bianca nodded.
Marissa tipped her colander and that got a laugh from Bianca. "I love you."
Marissa blinked, "I love you too. Bianca."
Bianca cut Marissa off before she could continue, "There's no particular reason why I said it. I just did, don't look at me like I have five heads or something. C'mon. We'd better feed our little monsters or there might be a mutiny."
