Sorry I didn't mention this before: Forget William, Molly still has cancer but she didn't die yet and she and Daniel did get married. Connor obviously never ran off with all the money. SOOOO Daniel is married to cancer-ridden Molly and Willie still has her man. Remember this is a LOVE TRIANGLE, That's the sole reason why the characters are listed only as Wilhelmina S., because I refuse to tell you who she's gonna end up with! *MUAH HA HA* But trust me..it's gonna be awesome..I have it all planned out and remember...I'm nice like that! =D Happy New Years! =D

-NWJ

2 months had went by since their French exhibition and Daniel was still trying to forget the events of that one faithful night. If Wilhelmina doesn't 'remember' then why should I. He tried to erase what had happened but it as if something wouldn't let him. Without warning her presence would fill the room and the hairs on his neck would stand irate. Her touch would send his nerves into a tizzy and a chill in his veins. Stuttering around her was not unusual, but now he could barely form a proper sentence without getting lost in her glare. Something was happening...but he didn't know what.

Molly had noticed a change in his behaviour but decided that it would be best to ignore it and act as if it was just a phase. She watched the way he sputtered and fiddled with his hands at the mere mention of the Photo shoot in Paris. Molly tried to avoid the subject matter, not wanting to upset him and not wanting to lose him because she knew all that she was beginning to lose already.

Wilhelmina completely forgot about her conversation with Daniel, acting as if his new behavior was the norm and everything was completely fine. Such a dumbass. She honestly didn't remember the events of that night and she probably a good thing she didn't because then she wouldn't have said...

"Yes!" She answered, her face beaming with excitement. Quickly she embraced him as the crowd around them clapped.

It was the Black and White ball: The place to be if you wished to stay relevant in the next year of fashion. Wilhelmina showed up, an hour before, like usual just so she could rearrange everything that Daniel suggested, changed or..did. She wore a white strapless Donna Karen dress with asymmetric draping at her natural waist and hips, further accentuating the long skirt that clung to her body like a second skin. Her hair flowed straight, cupping her face and bringing out her crystal blue eyes. As soon as the guests began to arrive Wilhelmina emerged from behind the scenes and made her grand entrance. Daniel stared as infatuation infiltrated his heart and lust entered his mind. With every step she took down the red carpet he undressed her even further. Molly clung to his arm tighter when she followed his gaze straight to Wilhelmina. She nodded curtly as she passed the pair and linked arms with Connor at the end of the walk.

In the middle of the ceremony Connor grabbed Wilhelmina's hand, pulling her away from the raving paparazzi and flustered critics. Getting down on bended knee in the middle of the room, for all the world to see surely got everyone's attention. Popping open the box, Connor smiled and uttered 4 little words that would forever turn their world upside down. Will you marry me?

The room was silent as they awaited Wilhelmina's answer. Marc watched from a distance, his jaw scraping the floor in awe.

"Holy shit!" Amanda whispered from mid-crowd.

Daniel watched the scene unfold as his heart beat faster and faster until all that could be heard was...

"Yes!" She answered, her face beaming with excitement. Quickly she embraced him as the crowd around them clapped.

Connor grinned and slipped the ring on her finger, kissing her quickly and turning to Daniel.

Daniel looked up and smiled cheesily, throwing up 2 thumbs.

"That's sweet." Molly whispered, looking up at Daniel. "Honey..." Daniel continued staring at the unique couple, not paying his wife any mind. "Daniel. " She shook him slightly.

Daniel quickly snapped back to reality and looked down."Huh?"

"Are you okay?" molly asked, concerned.

"Yeah I'm fine." Daniel quickly brushed her off and walked over to Wilhelmina and Connor.


Wilhelmina sat adjacent to Connor, beaming over her ring."It's perfect...It's...It's-"

Connor pressed his finger to her lip and hushed her quietly. His lips met hers and pulled her in for a small kiss. He pulled away and caressed her face. "Your perfect."

Wilhelmina looked down and blushed. Daniel watched from a far, sighting the vulnerability that she had with him. How she let down her guard and let him in. He growled thinking, she would only do that with him if she was drunk. He walked up to their table and tapped Wilhelmina's shoulder.

Wilhelmina turned around and rolled her eyes. "What?"

"I need to talk to you." Daniel pulled her arm and lead her towards the empty supply closet.

Daniel closed the door and Wilhelmina snorted. "What are you gonna kill me with Windex?" Her last word dripping with sarcasm.

"Wilhelmina." Daniel called out to her seriously.

"Strangle me with a mop?" Wilhelmina added.

Daniel approached her silently, pressing his body up against hers, his breath invading her space. He shut his eyes and leaned in to her, his lips meeting hers.

Quickly Wilhelmina pulled away, her eyes darting from Daniel to the door. She pushed him off of her and headed for the door. Daniel rushed and shoved the door close before it could even make an acute angle.

"Let me out of here!" Wilhelmina whispered angrily.

"Tell me you didn't feel anything just then...Or did you forget that quickly...Just like in Paris." Daniel asked, breathing heavily in her face.

Wilhelmina was silent, looking Daniel up and down in disgust. Her hand suddenly flew to her mouth and she ran to the bucket in the corner, emtying the contents of her stomach. Daniel watched from a far as Wilhelmina Slater threw up in front him. She stood up weakly, pulling out her breath spray and giving herself a quick spritz. She walked back towards the door and stopped at Daniel.

"You make me sick...literally." She hissed at him and pulled open the door, leaving a confused Daniel in the storage closet alone.


Wilhelmina walked back to her table where a crowd surrounded Connor, inquiring about their magazines financial state.

She tapped Connor's shoulder . "Huh?" Connor asked as he turned around.

"Can we go home...I'm not feeling that well."

Connor excused himself from the editors and walked Wilhelmina over to a secluded area. "Are you okay?"

Wilhelmina shifted and bit her lip as Daniel emerged from the hall, across the room. Connor followed her gaze and growled. "Did he say something to you?"

"No...I just don't feel well..My head hurts, I-"

Connor stopped her. "It's okay we'll leave...let me just get our coats."

Wilhelmina nodded and watched as Connor headed towards Daniel...not the coat closet.