Return to me

By : Laurie-Lee

Summary : Any memories of Luis have been erased from Sheridan's brain but what will happen when he calls to her through her dreams? Will love conquer Alisair and Antonio's evil plan of keeping them apart? COMPLETE.

Author's note : Before reading this, three things are important to know.

1) Antonio and Alistair had Sheridan commited in a New York hospital so Luis couldn't do a thing. Dr. Ackland did in sort that not only Sheridan's love for Luis would be erased from her brain but also any memories of knowing Luis himself.

2) When Theresa divorced Julian since they were really married, he gave her family security guards and maids to protect and clean the vast and luxurious residence.

3) Tabitha has turned to the good side after Endora's birth and she'd decided to start her good actions with helping Luis make Sheridan remember their love and that they belong together. She'd also shown Luis who had kidnapped the woman he loved and that that person had passed off his and Sheridan's child as her own. However, she warned him he would see everything Sheridan would have gone through whether it pleases him or not.

Chapter 1: He of my dream.

Sheridan Lopez-Fitzgerald's sapphire eyes were clouded with determination at this point in time. Something was confusing and amiss... she could sense it... Seated in her cottage and surrounded by pictures of her and her husband, Antonio, she felt as if things were out of place. At night, she had reoccurring visions of wedding scenes that she'd never even taken part in. But the worst part of it was the illusion of Antonio's brother in his mind.

He captured all of her thoughts and she'd barely even met him... but in the dream... she knew him. Luis...

What was this enticing hot man that claimed her every thought like? Should she have remembered him from somewhere? Had they met before? How would she know what her brother-in-law looked like?

His soft black hair were put in spikes as he gazed upon her with loving chocolate brown eyes... eyes only for her. He would softly smile at her briefly; as if he was apologizing for something and he would walk away from her, disappearing while the sound of a tango song surrounded her. She would then feel tingles on her lips and realize that he'd kissed her.

Sheridan would then wake up to find herself alone in her room where she'd been sleeping for the past two weeks when she'd been released from the hospital her husband had commited her in for she thought Beth's baby was hers for a couple of time months ago. Too caught up with the fresh memories of her kidnapping and the shrill cries her newborn child had thrown around the place where she was kept against her will, Sheridan had immediately mistaken the baby for her own as soon as she'd lied eyes on him. But the brunette had been clear on the fact that the little boy was hers and asked her to stop insinuating things that weren't real. Even her father, Alistair, had confirmed the death of her son and shown her the baby's death certificate but for Sheridan, it couldn't be true. Her child couldn't be dead. Four weeks later, completely sure the baby was hers after succeeding to calm him down while Beth hadn't been able to, she'd decided to take the matters in her own hands. She'd begged the brunette to give her back the child and when Beth hadn't comply, she'd attacked her. That's when Antonio and her father had decided it was enough and that she should be treated properly. She couldn't even refuse since the decision belonged to her husband entirely. She'd been through a weird kind of therapy with her doctor, Dr. Ackland, and was now over the loss of her own child.

Brushing all other things aside, she focused on the matter at hand. Sheridan... Please come here... To the residence... His voice, sweet voice, rang through her head from the dream and she broke into a sweat. She even knew what he sounded like. It was madness. How did he know of her existence? She'd lived out of the country ever since she'd been a young girl, ever since her mother had died, and she'd just moved to Harmony eleven months ago... Sheridan groaned but put on a black suit and placed her disheveled hair properly. I'm going to go to the residence... I feel... I feel like there is something I need to know... She exited her bedroom, making sure not to wake her husband, wrote a short message to him to explain where she'd gone and set foot outside of the cottage, the darkness of the night enveloping her as the moonlight shone off her slender and elegant form.

She ventured out across the large ground, hiding in bushes to avoid some security guards as they came around. They were really no challenge to her. She found it strange... like she'd escaped these guys before, perhaps in another life... Making her way to the residence of her family-in-law, she surprised herself to think about how it would feel to have Luis' arms around her. Entering the back of the Lopez-Fitzgerald garden, she popped out of her reverie and sat on a lounge chair by the pool's side, waiting for dawn so someone would wake up, come down, notice her and grant her entrance. She was a bit tired and she allowed herself to fall in a deep sleep. She knew Pilar would be upset with her when she would catch her sleeping on a lounge chair but she didn't care. Something had drawned her here and she intended on discovering what it was.

When the sun's golden rays appeared over the horizon, her eyes opened slowly. She was now fully reposed, much to her surprise. She'd never had a good night sleep like that ever since she'd gotten back from New York. She stood up, stretched leisurely and winced when her back popped in a sickening crack. Perhaps I should have tried the maids entrance instead of sleeping outside... Cursing herself for her lack of judgment, she made her way to the door the maids used and entered. Nodding politely to the girls who acknowledged her presence, she continued her way to the living room, the music coming from there being a slow Spanish serenade. She relaxed a little bit when a maid told her that only Luis was up yet and in the living room. She wouldn't be reprimanded by Pilar for not waking someone up to enter in the residence after all.

When she walked by the kitchen door and she became the center of attention to a group of security guards, her cheeks turned red and she did well to hide it when she heard one of the boys say she had very nice legs. She quickened her pace as she smiled to Phyllis who asked for her assistance in putting her apron. 'You're such a nice woman Mrs. Lopez-Fitzgerald. Thank you for taking te time to help me." had replied the ancient Crane maid after Sheridan had helped her.

"Oh, that was no trouble, I assure you." she replied politely. The maid smiled lightly at her and she walked on, approaching the entrance of the door that led up to the main hall. She swallowed hard. She was coming closer to where Luis was and she felt her stomach tie into a knot."I am almost there... Even if he doesn't know who I am... I have to know that he looks like he does in my dreams so I know I am not insane..." she whispered as she slipped through the main hall door and started to walk slowly towards the main entrance. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a young black-haired woman coming down the stairs with a baby in tow.

"Hey Sheridan! How are you?" Theresa asked. She turned around and smiled.

"I'm fine. You?"

"I couldn't be better. Fox is coming to pick me up at 10 and we'll fly to Quebec as a kind of second honeymoon."

"That's great." Sheridan replied, thinking about her nephew. "Are you bringing Ethan Martin with you?"

"Yes. There's no way in hell I'm going to let Ethan take care of him for that long. Who knows what could happen with Gwen around him..." She laughed a little bit, knowing very well what her sister-in-law was implying. Gwen Winthrop, Ethan's wife, had tried take the boy away from Theresa and adopt him while she and Fox were in Los Angeles for their honeymoon. But her plans had been twarted when a DNA test had proven the child's father was Ethan. And for once, he'd show sign of sanity and refused to let his wife adopt the little boy. He'd said his son belonged with his mother. Sheridna had been proud of him. In the past, she and Gwen had been friends but it all ended when Gwen had ruined Ethan and Theresa's wedding day.

"I see." Theresa switched the baby from arm.

"So hum...What are you doing here so early this morning and without Antonio?" Just the name of her husband was making her cringe

"I...I came to see Pilar. I was wondering if she could help me plan something for..." She forced herself to think about something. Finally, it popped out in her mind. "...Antonio's birthday! It's next week after all."

"That's right! I'd almost forgotten about it! I guess I'll warn Fox we'll have to come back earlier than expected. But then again, we could make a stop here before going to Milan for..." A deep voice interrupted Theresa.

"Hey you! YOU!" Sheridan's eyebrows furrowed briefly as she turned back to see if the security guard was really talking to her.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. You can't come in here! Get out!" replied a second man, walking to them. He took Sheridan by the arm and started to walk towards the entrance when Theresa stopped them.

"I demand that you let go of her right now gentlemen. She's my sister-in-law, Sheridan Lopez-Fitzgerald, and she has the right to come in here as often as she wants."

"But we have orders from her husband Miss. Antonio does not want her to come in here without him."

"To hell with my brother right now! I say she stays so let her go." angrily replied Theresa. Antonio and his crazy ideas! The two security guards let Sheridan go and walked away, their heads down.

"We were just doing our job..." she heard one whisper. She brushed his hair out of her eyes to get clearer vision.

"Thank you. The rudeness of some people... I wonder why Antonio don't want me here without him...Do you happen to have a plausible explanation Theresa?" The young Lopez-Fitzgerald shivered. She knew exactly why Sheridan's husband didn't want her here and that reason just happened to be right in the living room.

"Not really. I think he's just possessive." She looked at her watch. "Well, sorry to cut our conversation short but I have to feed Little Ethan and to go pack our things. I'll see you around."

"Sure. Say hi to Fox for me." Sheridan replied.

"I will." was all she heard Theresa say before the young woman disappeared around the corning leading to the kitchen.


Meanwhile, Antonio had woken up and stretching, he'd thought of lovely wife. She was probably asleep in her own bedroom, tired from the dreams that kept awaking her at night. He had a feeling it was still about her kidnapping and the child that had been ripped out of her arms. He still couldn't believe someone would be cruel enough to attack a helpless pregnant woman, keep her in a basement during 4 long months against her will and try to kill her by throwing her in the cold waters of the harbor, her feet and hands tied up. And that was not even thinking about the little boy, child she'd bore nine months, the person had ripped out of her body without any care and let die. Tears immediately fulled up his eyes at that thought. The kidnaper hadn't killed Sheridan's baby but his as well. His little sweet innocent son. Come on Antonio! Take a hold on yourself. You'll have the chance to have other children with Sheridan in the future. Sighing, he dressed himself up with a cream T-shirt and red shorts and exited his bedroom.

A knocking on the door prevented him to look inside Sheridan's bedroom to see if she'd brought any glass of water in the night before. She'd taken that habit ever since she'd been commited to the hospital. It always helped her get over the dreams and fall asleep again. Walking to the door, he rubbed his eyes. The sun was blinding that morning and it hurt his eyes. Opening the door, he came face-to-face with a familiar face.

"Ethan? What the hell are you doing here so early?" he asked abruptly.

"Chill out man. I was wondering if Sheridan was here. I need to talk to her." That's when Antonio noticed his interlocutor's tired look.

"She's still sleeping but come in and make yourself comfortable." Ethan walked in the cottage and sat on the couch. "Do you want some coffee?"

"No thanks." replied the dark-blond man. "I guess she's still having those awful dreams huh?"

"Wep. It hasn't change since she came back. Seems like the doctor's therapy for that part hasn't worked very well."

"That part? What do you mean exactly by 'part'?"

"Well, there were three reasons why I commited Sheridan to the hospital in New York. The fact that she thought Beth's baby was hers, her constant dreams about the kidnapping and Luis' influence on her." replied Antonio from the kitchen.

"Ahhh! So the therapy she went through while being there is the reason why she doesn't remember anything at all about Luis."

"Yeah...Kind of. But let's not talk about it. What about you? You seem god damned tired. What happened?"

"Alistair died last night but don't get me wrong, it doesn't affect me seeing he was a heartless man. But Sarah has been fussy and Gwen kept yelling she needed some rest so I had to take care of my daughter three quarters of the night."

"Alistair's dead?"

"Yeah. It seems a stroke vanquished him." Back in the living room, Antonio's face paled as he realized he'd just lost the powerful and only ally he had. Noticing his friend's surprised look, Ethan laughed. "Surprising huh? A simple stroke brought the mighty powerful Alistair Crane down. Who would have believed it."

"Indeed." Antonio swallowed hard. Alistair had been a great help to him concerning making sure Sheridan would stay his wife but now that he was gone, things could get more complicated. Lopez-Fitzgerald, you don't have to worry anymore. She doesn't remember anything about Luis so nothing can ever split you apart again. "Is that why you wanted to talk to Sheridan?"

"Yes. I wanted to tell her myself."

"Then, I'll wake her up." said Antonio, starting to walk towards his wife's bedroom and opening it. A shock expression spread on his face when he realizes she wasn't there. The bed was made and on the mattress, a small white paper lied. He took it and started to read it. Dear Antonio, I'm sorry I'm gone without waking you up but I had some errands to run. I'll stop at your family's residence to wish Theresa a good vacation afterwards. Love. Sheridan

"Oh my God!" exclaimed Antonio, horrified. If she met Luis, all of the efforts he'd done to make sure she would stay his would be crushed. He had to make sure his brother wouldn't go near his wife. He quickly walked back to the living room, grabbed his jacket and stepped out of the cottage without saying a word to Ethan. Curious, the dark-blond man followed him.

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-Laurie-Lee