Monica turned abruptly, facing Daniel Craig. He was disheveled, with gaping wounds in his left shoulder and legs. Monica's fury rose and exploded like a volcano.

"You! I ruined your life? What about what you did to mine at Metro Court? You tortured people I care about. You made me think my husband was dead! Go to hell, you son of a bitch! What the hell did I ever do to deserve what you did? I don't even know you!"

"But I know you. I'll tell you what you did" Craig said as he slowly made his way to her in spite of his disheveled appearance.

Before Monica could move away, Craig jumped her and held her by her hair with a knife pointed at her left breast.

"You teased me. You slept with me, then you and your disfigured body decided I wasn't good enough anymore. All the money I wasted on you, the charm I poured onto you. Nobody ever leaves me!" Craig spewed as he slammed her against the statue with the knife facing her breast again, holding her by his forearm against her neck.

Monica came to a sick realization. Daniel Craig could be only one person. "It can't be. You're dead, Pierce Dorman! I saw your body!" Her face suddenly drained of color. "Oh my god, Alan!"

Dorman's smile made her skin crawl. "Alan is taking a nice nap. When I finish with you, I'll finish with him." He paused for a second, and then spoke again with an American accent. "I guess it's time to drop the fake accent. I really have no need for it anymore"

Monica could only respond with "How?"

Pierce Dorman couldn't resist another smile. "Why not? You'll be dead soon, anyway. Helena Cassadine watched me from the sidelines. She felt I had "potential", so when my former employers left me for dead, Helena rescued me and arranged it so I would appear to be dead. In actuality, I was at her compound. Her doctors brought me back, gave me a few nips and tucks, and Daniel Craig was created. Helena Cassadine is a fascinating woman, a tigress really."

Seeing Monica's horror, Dorman laughed. "I told you my tastes ran towards older women, but I'm getting off track. Your daughter hooking up with her beloved grandson was the best thing for me. See, my only goal in life was to someday make your life a living hell, but when Helena began hating your family, it opened doors for me. When we were thinking of ways to get back at the Spencers and later the Quartermaines, I thought about how to get what I wanted, too. Rick Webber's 'death' was Helena's idea to make Luke and Laura suffer. When it was successful, that gave me the idea for suggesting AJ's 'death'."

He started to laugh, and then continued. "Of course, I brought it to Helena as a way to get back at Emily. Helena has this..." Dorman hesitated as he was searching for a word, "...control thing. Always have to make her think they were her ideas or else she pouts." He laughed again before continuing. "I have to admit, her idea to use Tracy was pretty inspired, though"

Monica was confused "What does my sister in law have to do with this?"

Dorman began to laugh. "Oopsy daisy, anyone?" When Monica's face turned to shock, he laughed even more. "After my victory over you in court, I watched you all the time. I saw you and Alan sneak into your office holding hands late one night. I heard some giggles, and then some interesting sounds, including an 'oopsy daisy'"

Seeing Monica's mortification made Dorman continue as his voice and demeanor turned cold and flat. "You never made those sounds for me. I have always remembered you and those sounds, Dr. Quartermaine when I was alone"

His last words flabbergasted Monica, and knowing the depths that her former lover went to regarding her made her want to vomit, but she had to know. Before she could ask, he continued his soliloquy as his demeanor changed back to the unhinged hysterics of a few minutes earlier.

"When Tracy was working with Helena, she decided for shits and giggles to hypnotize Tracy in case she was needed someday. I thought giving her that bit of knowledge was pretty amusing for me, embarrassing for you. When I overheard Emily telling your husband about how Tracy said 'his ghost' told her that, I loved it! She really thought it was his ghost. It was actually the antidepressant that she has been taking for a while now, ever since your mother in law began pushing daisies. The queen has friends in high places. She got Tracy's happy pills switched with some special pills after Alan's 'death'. We weren't quite sure what would happen, but the ghost bit was great. I just wish I could have seen it."

Monica was shocked. "What about Metro Court?"

Dorman came back to reality. "Nikolas and Emily really pissed off Granny with their stunt here last year. She wanted payback in the worst way, so I subtly suggested using Emily. Helena decided to fake Emily's death with an explosion at Metro Court in the commission of a robbery. I played along, figuring it would be fun to stick it to you again. Then, dear Alan stumbled into the room. I had fun with him after my friends gave him a bit of a headache with their pistols. That MI he had was perfect!"

He started to laugh. "It gave me a great idea. Why not take my former stick in the mud boss instead? Make you suffer even more"

His demeanor changed back into anger. "You dumped ME, the best thing you ever had, for HIM!" He started laughing. "Of course, to the Queen, I explained how much more Emily would suffer without her dad around. Of course, she fell for it."

Monica was starting to see Dorman lose his grip with reality. "Pierce, I love Alan and I always will. He was, is, and always will be my husband. Why did my dumping you matter so much? You weren't in love with me!"

Dorman began to turn white with fury. "No one walks out on me until I SAY IT'S OVER! Now, it's time you experienced that for yourself, you disfigured bitch!" At that moment, someone grabbed him from behind and slammed his head against the statue and held him by the neck.

"Get your hands off my wife, you bastard or I will kill you!" Alan growled, ignoring the pounding from the goose egg on the back of his head. Dorman confused the fury in Alan's eyes with haziness. Condescendingly, he let go of Monica's hair.

"Come on, what can you do? You had a stroke which paralyzed the left side of your body. You're a cripple!" Dorman cracked as he started to laugh. Alan suddenly tightened his grip on Dorman's throat with his left hand and lifted him up, bracing him against the wall as he began to strangle him.

Alan gave a small smile. "That is what I let everyone here believe"

Seeing Dorman's disbelief, he continued. "Yes, Dorman, I faked it! I'm a doctor. I know the signs. People like you get a perverse joy out of besting a 'cripple'. I knew you would not take me as seriously and I could use that to my advantage in getting back to my wife and family. I didn't care what you did to me then, and I still don't" Alan began to squeeze a little harder. "However, you touched Monica. You said things about her that aren't true. She's not disfigured. She's the most beautiful creature on this earth and I love her. You tried to hurt her. NO ONE TOUCHES MY WIFE! NO ONE TAKES MONICA AWAY FROM ME!"

Alan's eyes turned coal black and large with hate. He saw beads of sweat form on Dorman's brow and his lips turn blue and began to smile again. "Now, it's time you experience what happens when someone tries to take Monica away from me. You will never hurt her or anyone else again" Alan's hands began to squeeze around his throat. Monica stood transfixed in horror as Sean, Nikolas, and Lucky ran up with guns.

"Alan, get away from him! We need him alive!" Sean yelled

Alan ignored them as Dorman began to lose consciousness. Suddenly, Monica jumped in with tears in her eyes. "Alan, please! Please let him go!"

When Alan saw his wife's look of fear, he let Dorman go, sending him to the ground. Instantly contrite, he moved to his wife "I'm sorry, Monica."

As Alan began hugging Monica, Dorman whipped out a pistol from his jacket with his right hand and aimed it at the Quartermaines. Sean saw what was about to happen. "ALAN, MONICA, HE'S GOT A GUN!"

As Alan pushed his spouse out of the line of fire, Sean, Lucky, and Nikolas shot Dorman several times until he fell to the ground in a heap. Sean walked over to Dorman and checked for a pulse, finding none. He called the WSB for a cleanup crew and hung up before he walked over to the couple. "Are you two all right?"

The Quartermaines sat up, clinging to each other. Slowly, both of them got up off the ground, not letting go of the other. Alan turned to Sean. "Yes, Sean, more than all right." He smiled and hugged his wife again.

Sean turned to Nikolas and Lucky. "Okay, all. Let's head back. The crew is on their way and it was behoove us not to be here when the police finally arrive"

The five began to head to WSB headquarters. After a few steps, Alan stopped and walked back a short distance. Monica watched him, confused. "Alan, where are you?"

"Right here, Darling" She heard him say before she saw Alan picking up a bundle on the ground. As she saw what he had in his hand, she smiled. Alan handed her the flowers he was picking for her when he was jumped by Dorman.

"They're beautiful, my love. Thank you" Monica said as she gave her husband a kiss while they followed Sean and the boys back to WSB headquarters.