Yahoo! Not the search engine! My new pseudonym is Tess Manning! All of my pseudonyms are a mash up of OLTL names. ~Tess~

The moment Blair Cramer woke up, she knew something was wrong. She wasn't in her room at La Boulaie. She was laying in the bed in a shabby motel room. "What the hell?" she said as she sat up. She looked under her sheets. "I'm naked?" she was in shock. Finally, she turned her head to the left, confirming her greatest fear. She was laying in bed with Todd Manning. Naked. Blair tapped on Todd's shoulder until her began to open his eyes. "What the hell?" He said, looking at Blair. "My words exactly." she replied, slumping under the covers. "AND WE'RE NAKED?" Todd yelled. Blair shyly got out of bed, and quickly wrapped the blanket at the foot of the bed around her.

"Blair, calm down. It's not like I haven't seen you naked before. As I recall, I married you at one time, and fathered both of your biological children. So, you don't have to wear that blanket." Todd explained. Blair sighed and dropped the blanket. "Where are we, anyway?" She asked. Todd got up, and grabbed a stack of brochures. "Let's see. Umm...I think we re at the Minuteman Motel." Blair found Todd's shirt and slipped it over her head. "Well, did we umm..have you-know-what?" Blair asked. Todd shrugged. "What are you, 15? You can say it. Yes, we had sex last night. I remember it." Todd picked up Blair's black heels and purple tank-top. "You can wear my shirt, but I'd rather walk in my boxers than in this top and these shoes," he joked. Blair laughed. "Todd, I think it's coming back to me. And I think I love you again." They slipped back into bed, her head on his chest, and slept.

Blair and Todd took a bus home when Blair needed to ask something. She whispered something in his ear. "Umm...no. We didn't." he replied, rather softly. Blair looked mad now. "We didn't? I could be pregnant. Probably not, but umm...yeah. I could very well be pregnant. I wouldn't be able to tell for a couple of weeks though, so...I don't know." The bus came to a halt. Right in front of La Boulaie. What would their children say? What would they do? It was confrontation time. She intertwined her fingers with Todd's and they walked to the door.