Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or General Hospital or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. This story is AU.
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Todd burst into Marty's hotel room. "Marty?" he bellowed, but unfortunately he didn't see her anywhere. With a gun in his hand, Todd searched the premises, looking for any sign of Marty.
"I won't let my brother hurt you," he spoke as he walked over to the table and picked up the sheet of paper. A frown came to his face when he read:
I think you should know-
He did it for You.
Hope is Eternal.
Beware of the Medieval Fortress.
"What does this mean?" he spoke aloud as he dropped the paper onto the table. He assumed someone was working with Victor... but who was it?
"I'm gonna find out," he said with determination as he pocketed his gun and left Marty's hotel suite.
*~o~*
Sam had just finished nursing the baby. She kissed his little cheek and tucked him into his basinett. "Sleep well, sweetie," she said to him as she couldn't help but think of her own little Danny she had been forced to leave behind at the hospital.
What exactly did this man Victor want with her? And would she ever escape him?
He was no where in sight, so she decided she'd try to open the window and escape the fortress where he was keeping her prisoner. She pried the window open and just as she was about to leave, Victor strode in the room.
"Marty, where are you going?" he called out as he swiftly approached her. "You cannot leave me, Marty! You can't leave me and our son!"
He grabbed Sam in his arms and turned her around to face him. His lips pressed against hers in a feverish kiss. Despite her efforts to push him away, he pulled her closer and forced his tongue into her mouth.
With all her strength, Sam fought him. She broke free of his grip and slapped him promptly across the face. He stared at her in a state of shock as she gave him an angry glare. "I am not Marty... and I am NOT the mother of your son!" she told him. "I'm Sam McCall!"
"I- I am sorry," he said as he looked at her with his bright blue eyes. "I thought you were Marty and that you were leaving me. It won't happen again."
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Marty was on a small boat approaching Spoon Island. It was the only Medieval Fortress she knew of in Port Charles. She thought of the note and the mysterious messages that had been scrawled on it. Was Victor holed up in the Cassadine Castle? Did he really shoot Sonny Corinthos? And what did it mean by "Hope is Eternal." With thoughts of her precious granddaughter on her mind, Marty felt a surge of bravery. If Hope was alive, Marty was going to do everything in her power to find her.
She stepped off the boat and stood upon the shore. There was a light on in the castle. Someone was there. Was it Victor? She had to have some answers ... and most importantly of all, she had to clear Todd's name.
*~o~*
After helping her dad escape his jail cell, Starr had returned to her apartment. Michael was there, watching some T.V. "Look, I won't be a thorn in your side anymore," Starr said to him. "I am packing up my things, and I'm moving out."
Michael stood up quickly and approached Starr. "Don't do that, Starr. I know you didn't kill my dad," Michael stated.
"What makes you so sure?" Starr asked him.
"Because someone kidnapped Sam... and shot my sister Kristina. I know you could never do those things... and I'm sorry I accused you of shooting my dad," Michael apologized.
"Someone shot your sister?" Starr gasped in surprise.
"Yeah. The police are still trying to find the person who did it," Michael answered. "Anyway, I know it wasn't you."
"Do you really mean it, Michael?"
"Of course I mean it. You're not capable of murder. I'm sorry I ever blamed you. You've already been through so much...losing your little girl and the man you love."
Tears came to Starr's eyes at the mention of Cole and Hope. "Michael, I was so hurt. You've been my best friend since I came here to Port Charles... and I'm starting to get really close to you," Starr spoke. "It hurt that you could even think I had killed your dad."
"I know, Starr... and I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."
"I forgive you," she said as she went into his arms for a hug.
*~o~*
In their search for Victor, John and Jason ended up at Marty Saybrooke's hotel suite. "What are we doing here?" Jason asked John as they stood outside the door.
"At one time, Victor was obsessed with Marty. I have a feeling he may have tried to contact her," John answered.
John knocked on the door repeatedly, but no one answered. "She isn't here," Jason said with frustration.
"Stand back," John said gruffly. "I am breaking the door down."
John kicked the door in, and he and Jason entered to search the suite. "What's this?" John grumbled when he picked up the message that was lying on the table.
"It must contain some sort of clue," Jason said as he stared at the sheet of paper.
"Does the Medieval Fortress mean anything to you?" John asked Jason.
"Yes, actually it does," Jason replied.