Hey guys, what's up? My name is red-roses101 and I love writing stories about Therox, the most amazing couple on NBC's "Passions". It sucks that they are not presently together on the show but hopefully that will soon change. Anyway, I need to stop babbling, so here is my first story and please REVIEW!

Desperate Desires

Chapter 1 Alone in a Dark World

It was a dark and frosty night in Harmony, and no one dared to venture outside. The wind howled and the snow came down heavily. It was too frigid, silent and unwelcoming. The skies were dark and cold. It was still and the only noise that could be heard was the sound of the neighborhood dogs, howling from inside their warm houses. The ground was covered with a blanket of cold white snow, untouched and beautiful in the glow of the moonlight.
No one was outside. Except her. She seemed to be totally resistant to the bitterness that consumed her. She conversed with no one, for there was no one to talk to, and she walked alone, for there was no one to stroll with. The once cheery, bright and optimistic lady that had lived in Harmony all her life, was now gone and replaced with a cold and depressed young girl. She seemed lost with no place to go. Her brother was in jail for trying to convince his true love to stay with him. An action that didn't deserve punishment, but received it anyway. Luis had always believed in true love but now he had so much doubt. He was now in jail, alone and lost.
Her other brother, Antonio, had passed away, and Sheridan had finally realized that she loved Luis. But it was far too late. Not even the Crane name could allow her to even visit him. Alistair had made sure of that. Now Sheridan was alone in her cottage. She continues to refuse anyone who comes to comfort her. She mourns and waits for Luis to come home to her.

Her sister, Paloma, refused to come home and Miguel, her youngest brother, had run off to find his true love, Charity. Her mother, Pilar, had passed away a couple of months ago and Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald had finally cracked. One brother was dead, another in jail and the last one was somewhere on the other side of the earth, searching for Charity, a girl who refused to be found. Her only sister refused to come home and her sweet mother was up in heaven. She had no one to turn to, and she knew it.

Her best friend, Whitney, had stolen her only love and now he was completely out of her reach.

Nicholas Foxworth Crane was Theresa's everything. He made her laugh and he was her only confident besides Pilar. And he was in love with her best friend. Finding that out was the biggest shock of her life. For a while she hated him. Fox had lied to her and she loathed him. But besides that, the fact was that she was

head-over –heels in love with him. That was a problem. And after Whitney dumped Chad, for being her half-brother, Fox captured Whitney's heart, and now they were engaged. Theresa's life was a living hell. There was no one to turn to because Fox had drifted away. Her once false love, Ethan Winthrop, had moved to Alaska with his wife, Gwen. Theresa hadn't heard from him since.

But the important thing was that Fox had left when he had promised that he never would. Fox had broken her heart into a million pieces and he was totally oblivious to the love that Theresa had for him. And therefore Theresa could not tell him. Besides that Whitney was carrying Chad's baby. Whitney had told her. And Theresa also knew that Whitney was going to tell Fox that it was his child. And of course, Fox was going to believe her.

"After all Whitney is Fox's true love!" Theresa thought bitterly. She kicked the snow as the horrid thought passed through her head. Her life was horrible, broken and lonely. She needed Fox, but he wasn't there. At least Gwen and Ethan had given her Little Ethan back. She only lived for her little boy. "He is my life!" Theresa said out-loud. And it was true. He was her only reason for living.

Theresa looked up towards the starry night sky, and closed her eyes. "Star light, star bight, first star I see tonight. I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight. Please lead Fox back to me! I will die without him! I love him!" Theresa cried out. Her sobs racked her whole body and she fell to her knees, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. Finally the cold swept in and overtook her body. But she was already to numb to notice. Suddenly a strong set of hand wound themselves around her body. With a jerk Theresa sprang up and backed up.

She raised her head to find herself looking into soft brown hazel eyes. "Fox!" Theresa whispered.