New Beginnings

AN: This story is written from Marty's point of view.

I couldn't believe my eyes. I had to be dreaming. I knew that he had plastic surgery years ago, but the Todd in my room had the face that I knew so well, it was the same face that he supposedly got rid of years ago, but yet here it was. "I don't understand, what did you do to your new face?" I asked knowing that I sounded completely crazy. Maybe I was, after all I was in ST. Anne's and the man standing before me wasn't the man he was yesterday, but rather the man that he was eight years ago.

"You mean you don't know?"

"Know what?" I asked.

"I'm sorry. I just assumed you knew. It's been all over the news."

"What's been all over the news."

"The man that you knew as Todd Manning for the last eight years was a fraud. His real name is Walker Lawerence."

"It can't be true," I stammered.

"It is. He confessed."

"Where have you been this whole time?" I asked.

"It's a long story that I'll tell you later. Right now I'm more interested in getting you out of this place."

"I can't leave. I'm better off here, I can't make it out there," I stated. I hated it at ST Anne's but it was much better than life on the outside where I was constantly reminded of how much I had lost.

"What happened to you? The Marty Saybrook I knew was courageous. She would never back down from a challenge."

"I've reached my breaking point Todd and I snapped. A person can only handle losing so much. Things make sense for me in here, but out there my mind becomes clouded with jealousy and anger, besides there's nothing waiting for me out there."

"That's not true. Patrick's out there fighting his way back to you."

"Patrick's dead."

"No he isn't."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because Patrick and I were being held at the same prison."

I couldn't believe it. Was it true? Was Patrick alive this entire time?