Disclaimer: I do not own or pretend to have created any of the characters in this story. They are from the TV show Passions on NBC. However, the plot in my story runs a little differently than that which is on TV.
Author's Note: This story takes place when the "gang" is in L.A. except Ethan and Gwen are not married and Gwen isn't pregnant- they are however still dating. Theresa and Fox are just friends. Of course, Whitney and Chad are together. Fox does still like Whitney, but no one as of yet knows who his "mystery woman" is. This is my first ever fanfic and any constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. No flames allowed. I hope you enjoy it and please review! Thanks so much! -Paige
It Must Be Fate
Chapter 1: Rude Awakening
Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald basked in the intense rays of the hot Californian sun and smiled as Ethan Crane rubbed sunscreen all over her body. She turned around to face him as he applied some of the bronzing oil on her back and kissed him deeply. Ethan grinned as he pulled away from the kiss whispering "I'll be right back" before heading off to get them some drinks from the bar. Theresa sighed. She had never been happier in her life. She and Ethan were finally back together again, and everything was finally the way it should be.
Suddenly Nicholas Foxworth Crane (better known to his friends simply as Fox) appeared and sat down next to her. He looked her in the eyes, and with his shirt off Theresa noticed for the first time how good he looked. All of a sudden they were kissing, and Theresa loved it.
Wait, what am I doing? She thought to herself as she and Fox continued to kiss. I love Ethan, not Fox! Don't I?
From far off Theresa thought she heard her name being called. Opening her eyes she woke with a start as her best friend, Whitney Russell stood over her, hands on her hips, looking upset and annoyed, but also a tiny bit relieved.
"Good, you're finally up! I thought I was going to have to get a pillow and hit you. You sleep like a rock! Now hurry up and get ready. It's beautiful outside and I want to hang by the pool today." Whitney threw open the curtains, and light flooded Theresa's bedroom in her, Whitney, Chad, and Fox's L.A. condo causing Theresa to squint her eyes and groan.
"Come on Whit! Why did you have to wake me up?! I was dreaming about Ethan!" Theresa complained.
"All the more reason why I needed to get you out of that dream before you start off on how you and Ethan are destined to be together blah blah blah. Girl you need to stop this! I thought you were over him! He and Gwen are together and they're most likely going to be getting married. You know that! Now get a move on so we can get good lounge chairs before they're all gone!" With that, Whitney left the room, shutting the door behind her.
Theresa sank back against her Egyptian cotton sheets, her dark, long brown hair fanning out around her, and closed her eyes, trying to remember kissing Ethan. But all she could think about was kissing Fox. She hadn't told Whitney that part because she herself wasn't even sure what it meant. She had always loved Ethan, and she and Fox were just friends who worked together. Sure he was good-looking and all, but Ethan was the man she loved. There was only enough room in her heart for him.
Sighing, Theresa dragged herself out of bed, threw on her red silk robe and trudged into the bathroom, more confused than ever. As she turned on the shower and let the hot steam wash over her, she tried to decipher what the dream could mean. Did she really have feelings for Fox? Could she be attracted to him? Shaking her head, Theresa relaxed and tried to forget about the dream. After all, dreams aren't real, and they most certainly never come true- right?