summary: This is a standalone story, very little correlates to what is going on in GH at the moment. Alexis is married to Ric - he hasn't turned into psycho-Ric - yet. Carly is with Jax and not Sonny, John Durant hasn't died, and is still the D.A. Lorenzo and Skye aren't a couple because I have better things for him to do in this story, and everything else goes the way I want. Just because.
CHAPTER ONE
Yes, everyone says that Dobson was dreadful. What was Alexis thinking? Well, Dobson was meant to be dreadful. Do you think I wanted to be a man? I mean, take a look at me. Take a very good look. Check out the legs…not bad, hm? Check out the slightly tousled, bangs in my eyes, on a good day - come do me hair… Why in the world would I ever want to be a man, when I am – if I say so myself – one helluva woman. And make no mistake, I do say so.
Some people say I that I was willing to let others go to jail for my crimes. First off, it wasn't a crime. Self-defense never is. No one was there except Luis and I. And Luis was ready to kill. Growing up the way that we have, don't you think we know the look of murder in someone's eyes? Trust me; I know it all too well. And Luis had it in his. He was going to murder Alexis that night. And I wasn't about to let that happen. And while we're on the subject, so what if Jason or Brenda went through a little discomfort? Like the two of them are any sort of angels and being in court was a real traumatic experience for them. I so don't think so. And if you asked either of them they would say the same. If they were in the mood to be honest, that is. Both of them have been on the wrong side of the law plenty of times. By their own choices and by their own actions. And I can say truthfully, that I would have never allowed them to go to jail in my place.
But you know what, say whatever you want - it worked. After all, you don't see me sitting in a jail somewhere, or taking a vacation in sunny Rose Lawn, like some other people whose name I won't mention here.
I might as well be honest, I don't care what anyone else has to say; after all, in the end, nobody went to jail. Most importantly, I didn't go to jail. And people can talk about my bad Dobson impersonation all they like. And they can say what they want about my little deception. To tell the truth, I could care less.
People tend to forget that Alexis Davis isin fact and by blood -a Cassadine -and in some cases, they had better begin to recognize that little fact before it's too late. Because when push comes to shove, the ends damn well justify the means. Alexis' daughter needed her. We'd already lost one Kristina, I wasn't about to lose another. After all, did I do any serious jail time? Or end up in Rose Lawn Sanatorium like some other people whose names I won't mention here…
Or maybe I will… cough...Carly.. cough.
Yes, I went there. Do you expect me to apologize? Well, don't hold your breath.
Just so there's no confusion, let me introduce myself. Natasha Alexi Davidovitch Cassadine. Emphasis on the Cassadine, please. And double emphasis on the Natasha. And just so you know, that's no mispronunciation - there's no s on Alexi. I'm not Alexis, and never have been. And I've been around for a very long time. You don't want to know how long.
I love Alexis, I truly do. We're two peas in a pod, two sides of the same coin, I might even be the yin to her yang, but I have to say it – she has seriously slacked up on the job lately. Now she's thinking about settling for Ric and a nice safe life...when what she really wants… well, she won't admit it to anyone, not even herself…but with me, she doesn't have to admit a thing. I know.
And I'm going to see that Alexis gets what she really wants. She led with her heart once. Me, I'm stepping in and finishing the dance.