Hey guys, I'm back again!! I know that I haven't finished Look At Us Now,
but I promise I'll get back to that one. All right this is another idea
I've had in my head and my friend convinced me to write it. In this,
Theresa did marry Julian, but she didn't sleep with him. Ethan still found
out and that's when Julian and Theresa finally had a divorce, so we'll
pretend they were married for about one or two months. As soon as Ethan
found out, he broke up with Theresa b/c she lied to him. Ethan married
Gwen less than a year after he broke up with Theresa b/c he believed he was
in love with her. Fox came to Harmony briefly, on the day of Ethan and
Gwen's wedding, for about six months, and he and Theresa got along greatly
and were good friends, but he and Ethan hated each other. Eventually, Fox
got tired of Harmony and decided to leave. Gwen and Theresa still hate
each other and Ivy and Rebecca are still bitches; Eric is also who I
picture Ethan to be, b/c I love Travis too much to make him a bad guy. I'm
not sure about Julian or Alistair yet, I kind of like them being the good
guys, so we'll see. The first 1 or 2 chapters are going to be in the past,
but then it'll jump ahead to five or six years later which will be the
present time and where most of the story will take place. I might add
characters from Days of Our Lives, but that's not guaranteed. My goal is to
build Fox and Theresa into a powerful couple, we'll see if it works. Here
are the first two parts!!!
Title: A Crane's Flight Category: Fox/Theresa and maybe others Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Passions or Days of Our Lives Rating: PG-13, most likely
Chapter 1
Five Years Earlier
"Theresa, don't do this, it'll only lead to heartache for you," Whitney pleaded with Theresa as the approached the door to the Crane mansion.
"Whitney I know what I'm doing. Ethan loves me and I'm going to prove it to you," Theresa replied confidently.
"Theresa, he's married! He's been married to Gwen for almost a year. You have to accept that," Whitney said.
"I know he's married, but he doesn't love her Whitney! Not the way he loves me. I could make him so much happier than Gwen ever could!" Theresa replied as she entered the Crane mansion.
"Maybe that's true, but he's still a married man. You know better than to go after another woman's husband," she scolded.
"I don't plan on doing anything with Ethan until he and Gwen are officially divorced. I just want to talk to him and push him in that direction," she replied.
"I'm serious Theresa. I love you and I just have a feeling that this is a really bad idea. You didn't even call before you stopped by, he could be really busy right now," Whitney said, trying to reason.
"It's almost eight o'clock at night, Whit. Ethan is always relaxing at this time," Theresa replied.
"And what about Gwen? Don't you think he'd be spending a night out on the town with his wife?" she asked.
"It doesn't hurt to check Whit," Theresa said, ignoring the pain she felt when Whitney referred to Gwen as Ethan's wife.
"Fine, let's get this over with," Whitney said, finally giving in.
"You're coming with me?" Theresa asked hopefully.
"Well, I'm not going to leave you alone so that you can get into some kind of trouble. Besides, I don't want you running into Ivy or Rebecca; those two can be downright vicious to you," Whitney said.
"I can handle those two," Theresa said as she made her way up the Crane staircase.
"Whatever," Whitney said as she followed her upstairs.
"This is his room," Theresa said when they reached Ethan and Gwen's room. She put her hand on the doorknob and was about to open it when Whitney stopped her.
"Aren't you even going to knock?" Whitney asked.
"No, if I knock, he'll probably just tell me to go away," Theresa replied.
"All right, go ahead then," Whitney said.
Theresa put her back on the door and turned the knob, letting herself into his room. She reached to the side and turned on the room light.
"Ethan, I wanted to talk to you abo-" Theresa stopped abruptly at the sight that greeted her. Lying right there on the bed was Gwen with Ethan on top of her, kissing her neck as he rubbed his hands over her body.
"Jesus, Theresa, don't you know how to knock!" Gwen exclaimed, slightly pushing Ethan off of her and pulling a sheet up to cover her body.
"I- I-" Theresa stuttered.
"You have absolutely no respect for myself or Gwen, do you Theresa?" Ethan asked angrily as he put his pants back on.
"I just wanted to talk to you, Ethan. I didn't think that you and Gwen would be doing.that," she said, gesturing toward the bed with her arms.
"That's your problem - you never think!" he exclaimed.
"Who the hell do you think you are, Ethan?" Whitney asked angrily, not liking his attitude toward Theresa. "Theresa, a girl who you loved enough to propose to, just came up here to talk to you, and just because she made a few mistakes, you think you have a right to yell and belittle her? I don't care what the hell she did to you, no one talks to my best friend like that," she said firmly.
"Thanks, Whit, but you didn't have to do that," Theresa said. "Ethan, I'm sorry for barging in like that, I should have knocked. However, I would still like to talk to you," she said.
"What are you up to now, Theresa?" Gwen asked from her position on the bed.
"I would just like to talk to Ethan privately," Theresa said while glaring at Gwen.
"Well, since I'm his wife, you can say anything in front of me," Gwen said smugly.
"Ethan, please, can we talk alone?" Theresa pleaded as she looked Ethan in the eyes. Ethan looked at Theresa suspiciously, wondering what she wanted. Seeing the desperate look in her eyes, Ethan realized he couldn't say no to her.
"All, fine, but you better make it quick," he said coldly.
"I will, I promise," Theresa said as she took Ethan's hand and led him out the room.
"All, right, we're alone now. What do you want?" he asked.
"First of all, I wanted to apologize once again for all the lies I've told you. No matter how I try to justify them I know they were wrong," she said.
"I've already heard your apologies, Theresa. And to be honest, they are quite pointless because they don't change the fact that our entire relationship was a lie," he replied icily.
"How can you say that?" Theresa asked devastatingly. "When we were together, we were hopelessly in love, how can you say that it was not even real?"
"Because it's the truth. If you really loved me, you wouldn't have lied to me," he replied.
"I thought I was doing the best thing. I just didn't want to lose you," she replied sadly as tears welled up in her eyes.
"Well it's too late for apologies now," Ethan said dryly, forcing himself to ignore Theresa's tears.
"No, it's not. We can still make it work. I know you love me and I know that somewhere in your heart, you would have liked us to still be together. All you have to do is divorce Gwen," Theresa said hopefully.
"I refuse to leave Gwen. She has always been there for me and I love her more than anything in this world," he said firmly.
"You don't mean that," she said mournfully.
"Yes I do, Theresa. I know that we were very happy together, but I've been happily married for over a year. I'm not going to leave my loving, devoted wife to be with someone who makes lying a fulltime job," he said rudely.
"How can you be so cruel to me?"
"It's easy when I just don't give a damn," he said frostily. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to continue my night with my lovely wife," he said before reentering the room. Theresa quickly followed him in, ignoring the tears that were freely flowing down her face.
"Ethan, please, don't do this. Don't throw away everything we had," she pleaded.
"I don't have to - you did that yourself," he said as he sat on his bed and put his arms around a smug Gwen. "Would you two mind leaving so that my wife and I can get back to our previous activity," he said frigidly. Unable to stand the site of Ethan with his arms around Gwen, Theresa took one last painful look at Ethan before turning and running out of the room and mansion.
"Finally, she's gone," Gwen said with a smile. "You might as well join her," she said to Whitney. Whitney ignored her and turned her eyes to Ethan. She couldn't believe that she once respected him; that she once considered him to be one of her closest friends.
"Are you proud of yourself?" she asked firmly.
"Excuse me?" Ethan asked confused.
"You finally made Theresa feel as much pain as you felt the day you found out that she had been married to Julian for two months. That was your goal, wasn't it?" she asked brusquely.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Ethan said unconvincingly. "I meant every word I said, and I want nothing to do with Theresa," he said.
"Keep telling yourself that. But deep down, you and I both know that you just wanted her to feel pain; more pain than you ever felt. Well, congratulations, you did it!" she said angrily as she headed out the door. She turned around and spoke one more time before leaving the room. "Go ahead and gloat inside about what you just did to her. But mark my words Ethan Winthrop, Theresa will get through this, and when she does, you regret this day for the rest of your life."
"Who the hell does she think she is?!" Gwen exclaimed after Whitney slammed the door. "How dare she come in here and talk down to you in your own room!"
"Forget it, Gwen. It's over," Ethan said dryly, his mind still thinking about Whitney's words.
"Was she right, Ethan? Do you still love Theresa and was that just an act to make her feel pain?" Gwen asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
"No, no, Gwen. I love you and marrying you was the best thing to ever happen to me," Ethan said feebly.
"I know, I know. I guess I just needed a little reassurance," Gwen said.
"Well, you've got it. I love you with every fiber of my being," he said before leaning down to kiss her.
"And I love you," Gwen said with a smile.
Title: A Crane's Flight Category: Fox/Theresa and maybe others Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Passions or Days of Our Lives Rating: PG-13, most likely
Chapter 1
Five Years Earlier
"Theresa, don't do this, it'll only lead to heartache for you," Whitney pleaded with Theresa as the approached the door to the Crane mansion.
"Whitney I know what I'm doing. Ethan loves me and I'm going to prove it to you," Theresa replied confidently.
"Theresa, he's married! He's been married to Gwen for almost a year. You have to accept that," Whitney said.
"I know he's married, but he doesn't love her Whitney! Not the way he loves me. I could make him so much happier than Gwen ever could!" Theresa replied as she entered the Crane mansion.
"Maybe that's true, but he's still a married man. You know better than to go after another woman's husband," she scolded.
"I don't plan on doing anything with Ethan until he and Gwen are officially divorced. I just want to talk to him and push him in that direction," she replied.
"I'm serious Theresa. I love you and I just have a feeling that this is a really bad idea. You didn't even call before you stopped by, he could be really busy right now," Whitney said, trying to reason.
"It's almost eight o'clock at night, Whit. Ethan is always relaxing at this time," Theresa replied.
"And what about Gwen? Don't you think he'd be spending a night out on the town with his wife?" she asked.
"It doesn't hurt to check Whit," Theresa said, ignoring the pain she felt when Whitney referred to Gwen as Ethan's wife.
"Fine, let's get this over with," Whitney said, finally giving in.
"You're coming with me?" Theresa asked hopefully.
"Well, I'm not going to leave you alone so that you can get into some kind of trouble. Besides, I don't want you running into Ivy or Rebecca; those two can be downright vicious to you," Whitney said.
"I can handle those two," Theresa said as she made her way up the Crane staircase.
"Whatever," Whitney said as she followed her upstairs.
"This is his room," Theresa said when they reached Ethan and Gwen's room. She put her hand on the doorknob and was about to open it when Whitney stopped her.
"Aren't you even going to knock?" Whitney asked.
"No, if I knock, he'll probably just tell me to go away," Theresa replied.
"All right, go ahead then," Whitney said.
Theresa put her back on the door and turned the knob, letting herself into his room. She reached to the side and turned on the room light.
"Ethan, I wanted to talk to you abo-" Theresa stopped abruptly at the sight that greeted her. Lying right there on the bed was Gwen with Ethan on top of her, kissing her neck as he rubbed his hands over her body.
"Jesus, Theresa, don't you know how to knock!" Gwen exclaimed, slightly pushing Ethan off of her and pulling a sheet up to cover her body.
"I- I-" Theresa stuttered.
"You have absolutely no respect for myself or Gwen, do you Theresa?" Ethan asked angrily as he put his pants back on.
"I just wanted to talk to you, Ethan. I didn't think that you and Gwen would be doing.that," she said, gesturing toward the bed with her arms.
"That's your problem - you never think!" he exclaimed.
"Who the hell do you think you are, Ethan?" Whitney asked angrily, not liking his attitude toward Theresa. "Theresa, a girl who you loved enough to propose to, just came up here to talk to you, and just because she made a few mistakes, you think you have a right to yell and belittle her? I don't care what the hell she did to you, no one talks to my best friend like that," she said firmly.
"Thanks, Whit, but you didn't have to do that," Theresa said. "Ethan, I'm sorry for barging in like that, I should have knocked. However, I would still like to talk to you," she said.
"What are you up to now, Theresa?" Gwen asked from her position on the bed.
"I would just like to talk to Ethan privately," Theresa said while glaring at Gwen.
"Well, since I'm his wife, you can say anything in front of me," Gwen said smugly.
"Ethan, please, can we talk alone?" Theresa pleaded as she looked Ethan in the eyes. Ethan looked at Theresa suspiciously, wondering what she wanted. Seeing the desperate look in her eyes, Ethan realized he couldn't say no to her.
"All, fine, but you better make it quick," he said coldly.
"I will, I promise," Theresa said as she took Ethan's hand and led him out the room.
"All, right, we're alone now. What do you want?" he asked.
"First of all, I wanted to apologize once again for all the lies I've told you. No matter how I try to justify them I know they were wrong," she said.
"I've already heard your apologies, Theresa. And to be honest, they are quite pointless because they don't change the fact that our entire relationship was a lie," he replied icily.
"How can you say that?" Theresa asked devastatingly. "When we were together, we were hopelessly in love, how can you say that it was not even real?"
"Because it's the truth. If you really loved me, you wouldn't have lied to me," he replied.
"I thought I was doing the best thing. I just didn't want to lose you," she replied sadly as tears welled up in her eyes.
"Well it's too late for apologies now," Ethan said dryly, forcing himself to ignore Theresa's tears.
"No, it's not. We can still make it work. I know you love me and I know that somewhere in your heart, you would have liked us to still be together. All you have to do is divorce Gwen," Theresa said hopefully.
"I refuse to leave Gwen. She has always been there for me and I love her more than anything in this world," he said firmly.
"You don't mean that," she said mournfully.
"Yes I do, Theresa. I know that we were very happy together, but I've been happily married for over a year. I'm not going to leave my loving, devoted wife to be with someone who makes lying a fulltime job," he said rudely.
"How can you be so cruel to me?"
"It's easy when I just don't give a damn," he said frostily. "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to continue my night with my lovely wife," he said before reentering the room. Theresa quickly followed him in, ignoring the tears that were freely flowing down her face.
"Ethan, please, don't do this. Don't throw away everything we had," she pleaded.
"I don't have to - you did that yourself," he said as he sat on his bed and put his arms around a smug Gwen. "Would you two mind leaving so that my wife and I can get back to our previous activity," he said frigidly. Unable to stand the site of Ethan with his arms around Gwen, Theresa took one last painful look at Ethan before turning and running out of the room and mansion.
"Finally, she's gone," Gwen said with a smile. "You might as well join her," she said to Whitney. Whitney ignored her and turned her eyes to Ethan. She couldn't believe that she once respected him; that she once considered him to be one of her closest friends.
"Are you proud of yourself?" she asked firmly.
"Excuse me?" Ethan asked confused.
"You finally made Theresa feel as much pain as you felt the day you found out that she had been married to Julian for two months. That was your goal, wasn't it?" she asked brusquely.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Ethan said unconvincingly. "I meant every word I said, and I want nothing to do with Theresa," he said.
"Keep telling yourself that. But deep down, you and I both know that you just wanted her to feel pain; more pain than you ever felt. Well, congratulations, you did it!" she said angrily as she headed out the door. She turned around and spoke one more time before leaving the room. "Go ahead and gloat inside about what you just did to her. But mark my words Ethan Winthrop, Theresa will get through this, and when she does, you regret this day for the rest of your life."
"Who the hell does she think she is?!" Gwen exclaimed after Whitney slammed the door. "How dare she come in here and talk down to you in your own room!"
"Forget it, Gwen. It's over," Ethan said dryly, his mind still thinking about Whitney's words.
"Was she right, Ethan? Do you still love Theresa and was that just an act to make her feel pain?" Gwen asked, suddenly feeling self-conscious.
"No, no, Gwen. I love you and marrying you was the best thing to ever happen to me," Ethan said feebly.
"I know, I know. I guess I just needed a little reassurance," Gwen said.
"Well, you've got it. I love you with every fiber of my being," he said before leaning down to kiss her.
"And I love you," Gwen said with a smile.