AN: This episode is written by Angelsinstead; Sharon; and Melissa (T&MFan). This series is based on the characters of One Life to Live. We do not own these characters and will not be receiving any money based on this series. It is a means of entertainment only.

Episode 11, Season 2

"What do you mean my mom is still alive?" Shane asked as he and Jack walked in together.

"The psychic Delphina says that she can hear Gigi talking to her from somewhere in the great beyond. Your mom would like to get an important message to her family," explained Roxy.

"Ohhh my God!" Rex gasped. "You don't really believe that crap, do you?"

"It isn't crap!" Roxy insisted. "All of Delphina's predictions have come true. I'm telling you, she can hear Gigi talking to her from the spirit world."

"Maybe it's true. Maybe your mom really isn't dead," Jack said to Shane hopefully.

"She's dead... and you killed her, you little shit," Rex said hatefully to Jack.

"Rex, that's about enough name calling," Roxy chided him. "Shane, what do you believe?"

Shane shook his head. "I want to believe that my mom is still alive... or even that she can contact us from the spirit world, but the pain of her loss is just too raw. All this is doing is bringing up the pain we went through when we lost her," Shane said sadly.

"You're never going to have peace until you find out what happened to Gigi," Roxy said to Rex.

"I guess you're right. We do need some answers," Rex finally agreed.

"Then we should have a seance," Roxy stated. "I'll call Delphina... and she can get everything set up."

XOXOXO

When Stacy announced she was starting to remember, happiness rushed through Kim. If Stacy remembered all they had shared and how much they had always meant to each other as besties, surely Stacy would want to be with Kim and leave that freakish CJ far behind. "Stacy, you remember me? You remember us?" Kim cried out happily.

"Yes, Kimmie. I do remember you," Stacy announced.

Before Stacy could elaborate further, Kim pulled her close and gave her a passionate kiss. As their tongues collided, warm memories rushed back to Stacy. She could recall all the happy moments she and Kim had shared together, how they had met, and how Kim had always been there for her. When times were tough, Stacy could always count on Kim.

After Stacy pulled away from the kiss, she turned to look at CJ. "I am sorry, CJ, but I'd like to spend some time with Kim. We need to catch up... and talk about the old times," Stacy stated.

CJ became upset. She was worried that she may be losing Stacy to Kim. As jealousy struck her, CJ began to protest. "Stacy, you can't really want to spend time with Kim. You and I have a good thing going. Don't let this ruin it."

"CJ, I'm torn," Stacy said apologetically. "I need to spend some time with Kim so I can reevaluate how I feel."

"Whatever! I guess I can't stop you," CJ said with anger and disappointment. She stormed away in anger as Stacy watched
her go.

XOXOXO

Brett arrived at the family clinic to pick up some more condoms. His mother was right...the last thing that he needed was a baby on the way. He walked inside and saw Dani following a nurse into an examination room.

What is she doing here?

Curiosity got the best of him and he grabbed her medical chart while the nurses back was turned. He stood there frozen as the words pregnant and abortion popped out at him.

How could she do this without talking to me first? Was she ever going to tell me?

Brett was furious with himself and with Dani. He knew that he was the father...he was the one that had popped Dani's cherry after all. This was the last thing that he needed to be dealing with, but now that the baby was there how could he abandon it or abort it to take the easy way out? Wouldn't that make him the same kind of creep as his father?

"I know everything," Brett stated as he stormed into Dani's examination room.

XOXOXO

Starr went with Cole to his first counseling session at the mental health clinic. "I'm so proud of you, Cole. I know it won't be easy to talk to the counselor about everything you went through, but I am gonna be there for you through all of it,"Starr promised as she held his hand.

They were directed to Dr. Parker's office and had a seat upon the couch. A few minutes later, Dr. Parker walked in. "Hello. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Dr. Donald Parker," he said as he shook Starr's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Doctor. My name is Starr and this is my boyfriend Cole Thornhart," Starr introduced.

Cole sat there next to Starr, totally petrified. In his mind, he didn't see Dr. Parker. He saw Butch, the man who had raped him. He began to freak out as he was having a Post Traumatic Stress episode. "No, no! Get away from me!" Cole screamed at Dr. Parker.

"Cole, it's perfectly alright," Dr. Parker said calmly. "It's me, Dr. Parker."

"You're not Dr. Parker! You're Butch... and you're a rapist!" Cole cried out.

"Cole!" Starr gasped as Cole picked up a framed photograph from Dr. Parker's desk and started swinging it around to defend himself.

Dr. Parker had to call for security when they couldn't get Cole to calm down. Soon, a couple of security guards arrived and Cole had to be sedated. He was lying on the couch as Starr stayed by his side. "Will he be alright?" Starr asked the doctor as she stared at Cole with a worried expression.

"Your boyfriend has been through a very traumatic experience. He's showing all the symptoms of PTSD. I know this is scary for you, but I am going to do everything I can to help him through this difficult time," Dr. Parker promised.

XOXOXO

"Nora went through hell at the hands of those psychopaths through no fault of her own," Fish said to John. "You were so quick to judge her, believing the worst of her. I'm afraid you're on your own now with Bo."

Just then the phone rang, and Fish got the call that Nora had attempted suicide. "Thanks for calling," Fish said on the phone. "I'll be there right away."

"That was Bo," Fish said to John after he had ended the call. "He wants me to be the one to question Nora and take her statement. He knows I will be gentle and compassionate, and I would never judge her or think badly of her."

"Is Nora okay?" John asked.

"No, she's not okay. She tried killing herself last night," Fish stated.

Feeling greatly upset, John decided to leave the station in search of Blair. He needed comfort sex. He was frustrated and needed Blair to "soothe" all his discomforts.

Before John or Fish could leave the office, Blair walked in with a Styrofoam tray filled with chocolate chip pancakes. "Sam and I thought you might be hungry, John. We brought you some leftover breakfast," Blair said as she entered John's office with her son..

"Fish, I brought plenty of pancakes. You're welcome to have some as well," Blair stated cheerfully.

"Thanks, Blair. But I gotta be leaving on business," Fish responded with a smile.

"Blair, since Fish is here, he could watch Sam for a little while, so you and I could go into an interrogation room and we could..." John said with a wicked smirk. He made a motion with his hands that showed Blair just exactly what it was he wanted to do if he had the chance to get her alone.

"Look, I am sorry about your predicament," Fish said to John. "But I am not running a daycare here. I gotta get to the hospital. Bo is expecting me."

"That's alright, Fish. We completely understand," said Blair.

Fish left the office and John looked sorely disappointed. "Come on, John. I want you to go on a walk with me and Sam. The fresh air will do you some good," Blair insisted.

"I don't want to go on a walk. I want to..."

"I know what you want to do, but we can't. Sam is with us."

They left for their walk as Sam joined them. They were walking through the park as John sought Blair's advice about his situation regarding Bo and Nora.

"I really screwed up, Blair," John confided. "And I don't know what I should do."

"John, if you really care about your friendship with Bo and Nora, then you should get down on your knees and start groveling..."

Suddenly John stopped in his tracks. He stood face-to-face with someone from his past as he met her on the walk-way through the park. "Caitlyn!" he gasped as he stared at the woman he had once loved. His face turned pale as he sucked in his breath.

XOXOXO

The thought of losing Aubrey had set Carlo into a rage. He needed to punish some more so that she would be so frightened that she would never think of leaving him. He grabbed the paddle from off the wall and approached her.

Irene walked in and saw Carlo holding the paddle in his hands and smiled. "Can I help you punish Aubrey?" Irene asked. Inflicting pain on Aubrey was her favorite thing in the world.

"Sure," Carlo stated.

Irene grabbed the lighter from the box of toys that they kept in the room. "I'll wake her up Carlo," Irene stated as she lit the fire poker and began to burn her exposed breasts.

"Ahhhh!" Aubrey screamed out in pain as her eyes opened.

"I am your master and you will never leave me," Carlo stated as he whacked her bottom with the paddle over and over again.

"Promise me that you will never leave me and that I will be your only Master," Carlo pleaded with her.

"I...I will never leave you. You are my only Master," Aubrey stated.

Carlo felt appeased and horny. "Get out of the way Irene," he ordered.

Irene left the room to go find some chocolate.

Carlo dropped the paddle and laid himself over Aubrey, thrusting in and out of her as he relieved himself. He pulled out of her and fell asleep holding her in his arms.

"Aubrey, do you want some chocolate?" Irene stated as she provided a kit kat bar from her pocket.

Aubrey's eyes sparkled as she looked at the ravenous bar of yummy goodness. "Yes Mistress."

"Here you go," Irene stated as she handed Aubrey the yummy treat. "There is more chocolate waiting for you in a special room. Follow me and I'll take you to your reward."

Aubrey followed Irene down to the basement as she ate her candy bar.

"There is all the chocolate that you could desire," Irene stated as she pointed to the bedroom.

Aubrey walked into the room as she noticed the pile of chocolate on the bed.

Once Aubrey was in the room, Irene pressed the button on the remote in her hand and the soundproof glass doors shut and the bookcase came down until Aubrey could no longer be seen or heard.

"You are my prisoner now," Irene stated into the intercom as she chuckled.

Aubrey sat on the bed with chocolate smeared all over her blank face as she stares at the wall.

XOXOXO

Joey and Kelly laid in bed cuddling with one another as they discussed all of the possible ways that they could help Melinda. The house was quiet...too quiet and Kelly felt the need to go check on her little girl. "I'm going to go check on Melinda," Kelly stated as she kissed Joey and climbed out of bed.

She wrapped herself in her bathrobe and headed to Melinda's room only to find it empty. "Melinda," Kelly called out over and over again as she began to search the house for her missing daughter. She couldn't lose her...not again.

Joey climbed out of bed when he heard his wife's frantic calls for Melinda. He ran to Melinda's room and looked everywhere for their little girl. He looked under her bed and saw that Melinda had crawled under there and fallen asleep.

"Kelly, I found her," Joey called out.

"Where is she?"

"She's sleeping under her bed," Joey stated as he stood up and embraced Kelly as she walked into the room.

XOXOXO

Marty's hand trembled as she dialed Victor's number. She walked into the bedroom, locked the door and hid in the closet while she waited for Victor to answer. She couldn't let Zach find her...she couldn't let him touch her again.

"Victor...I need you," Marty's voice shook as she whispered into the phone as tears streamed down her face.

"What's wrong? What happened? Did Todd hurt you?"

"No, it wasn't Todd. It was Zach...he called me. He's here...watching me."

"Hold on Marty, I'm on my way," Victor stated as he grabbed his jacket and car keys.

Todd walked into his bedroom where he could hear Marty whispering to somebody from the closet. "Hurry Victor...I need you," he heard her say as he opened up the closet door.

"Todd..." Marty stammered as she dropped the phone and stood up.

"What's going on?"

"Zach called me. He was here...watching me," Marty explained as tears streamed down her face as she she walked out of the closet.

"I understand that you're scared Marty, but why did you turn to my brother for help? Why didn't you call me when you heard from Zach?"

"We both know the answer to that question. Zach wouldn't even be in my life if it wasn't for you," Marty stated.

Todd pushed over the dresser in a fit of rage and then he roughly grabbed Marty and began to shake her. "Damnit Marty...how many times do I have to apologize for that? Why can't you trust me the way that you trust him?"

Victor drove faster as he heard Todd's outburst from his phone. He wouldn't let Todd hurt Marty ever again. He pulled the car into the driveway and ran into the house. "Get your hands off of her," he shouted as he ran into Todd and Marty's bedroom.

XOXOXO

Vicki ran into Kevin, Rachel, Matthew and Destiny as they were heading down the hallway. Vicki embraced her son and asked about her best friend.

"It's really bad Aunt Vicki," Matthew said. "She just tried to jump off a roof."

"Oh God," Vicki gasped. "I had no idea it was that bad. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for all of you. Is there anything I can do?"

"I wish there was something anyone could do. She's just…how much is one person supposed to be able to take…I mean she loses her sight, almost loses her life, then she is kidnapped on what was supposed to be her wedding day…ends up being brutally raped over and over again…then she finds out she has syphilis and her PTSD is getting worse…on top of that her children's lives are in danger because of what these monsters passed on to her…when is enough going to be enough…No wonder she wanted to kill herself…She had to think it was easier then this…"

Vicki put her arm around her son's girlfriend in an offer of support and Kevin glanced in the direction of Hank, Shaun and Susannah. "It would be a lot easier if her so called sister wasn't constantly tearing her down. I've never seen anyone with so much bitterness towards their own family. "

"Susannah's back in town," Vicki asked?

"Afraid so," Rachel said. "And she's convinced that mom asked for it. She keeps calling her a slut." Tears filled Rachel's eyes and Kevin went to her.

"She doesn't even know her," Destiny said.

"She doesn't want to," Matthew added. "She would rather go on hating her and everyone connected to her because if she does that then she doesn't have to admit that she's far from being worthy of being related to mom. She's never going to be half the woman she is. Frankly I'm glad I never knew her."

"I'm really disappointed in her," Vicki said. "I thought she was better then this. I thought when she helped me with my D.I.D. then she would have let go of her petty sibling rivalry."

"I'm sorry Vicki. I forgot that you two were friends."

"Don't apologize, Rachel. I can't be her friend now. If she can hurt her own sister like this…a woman who is more like my own sister then my best friend…I just…she's dead to me now…people like this make me so angry…"

She paused as she looked her friend's family. "How about we head down to the chapel and say a prayer for Nora and the babies?"

"That sounds like a wonderful idea," Kevin said and they all agreed. They all went to the chapel and lit a candle for Nora and the twins. Then they held hands and closed their eyes.

"Dear God, we gather here today to ask you to watch out for our dear friend Nora Buchanan and her unborn children," Vicki began. "We don't understand the meaning behind her suffering but we do know that you have it in your power to walk her through it. Be with her and those children…her husband Bo…her other children…even her tiny grandson here… the people her children love…her friends…as they all struggle to come to terms with this heartbreaking turn of events. Please don't cut short these precious lives because of violence. They can bring so much more beauty. Watch over them lord. Amen."

XOXOXO

Nora was very agitated as Fish came into the room to question her. Bo didn't want to put her through this but the law required a statement and since he was her husband, he couldn't be the one to do it. That was why he had chosen Fish…he knew he would be kind and gentle and patient. But it still broke his heart to watch his wife suffer. There were times when she couldn't distinguish what was real and what was from her nightmares.

"I'm sorry to have to put you through this Mrs. Buchanan," Fish began. "Can you tell me exactly what happened between the time you arrived at the church for your wedding and the time you were found?"

"Its okay sweetheart," Bo began. "You're safe here with me. If it becomes too much for you then we can stop."

"The commissioner is right Mrs. Buchanan. We can take this as slow as you need."

Nora had started to shake as she recalled the many ways she had been tortured by these men. She hadn't wanted to cry but as she recounted every sadistic detail to a sympathetic Fish, she couldn't help herself. Bo felt like he was at a loss as he watched his wife tremble…should he go to her and hold her or would that be too much for her? He took her hand as a compromise and she continued.

"Lindsay was involved too," she said. "At one point she helped them rape me with objects. I don't even remember what she stuck inside me but it hurt so bad…She enjoyed it. She enjoyed it even more when she could taunt me with how she was going to take my family away."

"I never would have given up on you Red. I did that once. I never would have again."

"That's what I told her but she didn't believe me…neither did they…they made me beg for it Bo…they made me beg for them to rape me…because if I didn't…they said they'd kill our babies…I tried so hard to fight but after a while I just wanted to die…I wanted them to kill me so the pain would stop…I wanted to go back to a time when I was safe with you…when it didn't hurt so bad to even breathe."

Bo choked back tears himself, determined to focus only on Nora's feelings. After she finished telling her story, Fish thanked her for being so brave and left the room.

"I promise you baby. We'll get justice. I'm not going to let them get away with this."

"I know you won't…I know that you'll try."

"I'll do more then try…I'm not going to let you down this time…"

"Bo…Bo, you didn't let me down…this isn't your fault…none of this is your fault."

"How about we table this discussion for now…we need to discuss baby names?"

"Now…?"

"Unless you would prefer that we take them home as baby A and baby B?"

"Very funny Buchanan…very funny…"

"Hey…at least I got you to laugh. I haven't seen that smile in so long. I love that smile. It just…it lights up my whole world…you light up my world."

"Bo, I…"

At that moment the psychologist came in. Bo and Nora looked at each other. "Saved by the bell," he said, half joking.

"Would you mind if I talked to your wife alone," she asked?

"Is there a problem," he questioned, worried?

"It's okay Bo," Nora said. "I think we can trust the psychologist."

"I'll be right outside if you need me," he said, as he kissed the top of her head and disappeared. The psychologist needed to evaluate Nora, because after what just happened, she needed to be put on suicide watch. There were many red flags that were raised from her state of mind.

Bo, meanwhile, went into Troy's hospital room and stood over him. He was consumed by the rage and pain that he felt over what he did to his wife. He stared into the eyes of one of the men who raped the woman he loved and he could no longer control what he was feeling. He picked up a pillow and started to move it towards Troy's face. It would be so easy to suffocate him now…with one move, Nora would never have to worry about him ever again…justice would be served…

XOXOXO

The results of the testing for Jessica's transplant began coming in and so far nobody was a match. She had been placed on a transplant list but chances of finding one in the amount of time that she needed was slim to none. Jessica began growing weaker and weaker and finally they had to place her on a dialysis machine. Cristian sat at Jessica's bedside holding her hand, afraid that he would lose her. Jessica wanted to reassure him but she was afraid just like him.

"I don't want you to be alone if I don't make it," she said.

"Please don't talk like that. You're going to make it. You're going to find a match."

"What if I don't…Cristian if I don't…you have to promise me that you'll be okay…I need someone to take care of my kids…I need…"

When she became agitated, Cristian kissed her and brushed the hair back from her face. "I'm not going to let you die Jessica Buchanan. You're the love of my life…we haven't even had a chance to…"

"I know…we haven't had a chance to make love…to be married…to do all the things we thought we could get right this time…maybe taking things slow was a mistake…what if this time right now is all that's left…I love you Cristian Vega…I have never loved anyone like I love you…If I'm going to die…I want to die as your wife…"

Meanwhile, in another room, Natalie is being told that she isn't a match for Jessica. She's devastated that she can't help her sister. Everything going on with her seemed minor compared to Jessica. She couldn't lose her sister. Not when they were finally beginning to heal. At that moment, Bree comes running into the room and hugs her aunt Natalie.

"Aunt Natalie, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course you can pumpkin…you can ask me anything?"

"Is mommy going to die? Am I going to lose my mommy like I lost daddy Nash?"

Natalie tried to control the tears in her eyes as she held her niece close. "No Pumpkin. You're not going to lose mommy. We'll find her a donor. We'll help her get better."

"Promise," She asked?

"Promise," she said. She intended to keep that promise to her niece. She didn't know how but she would. Jessica's kids would not be orphans.

XOXOXO

"You are so transparent," Susannah whined. "All you ever cared about was my sister. Even when things were bad, you still couldn't let go of her. That's why you're here isn't it…because you are STILL under her god damn spell."

"No Susannah…Believe it or not, I'm here because she's my friend. It has nothing to do with whatever voodoo you think she's dishing out."

"Oh please…you expect me to believe that you came here out of the goodness of your heart…that you don't still lust for her…"

"I don't give a damn WHAT you believe…I don't have to justify my actions to YOU of all people…"

"What the hell is THAT supposed to mean?"

"All right…why don't you two go back to your respective corners," Shaun said. "In case you've forgotten, this isn't a boxing match, it's a hospital."

"He started it," Susannah said in defense…"Him and his constant need to be some god damn hero for my constantly troubled sister. When is it going to stop huh? When are you going to realize that she's not worth all of this…that she's not even in HALF as much trouble as you all seem to think she's in…she's once again playing you for a fool…Who's to say she was even raped at all…it's probably just a case of bad sex…I'm willing to bet she was begging for it…the woman can't seem to keep her legs closed…How can you blame a guy for taking what she's offering?"

"You bitch," Hank said. It was the first time he had ever wanted to hit a woman but he didn't let her push him there. Instead, he pushed her against the wall with his hands around her throat. "Don't you DARE speak like that about your own sister again…You are a damn psychiatrist…you of all people should know better then to accuse a rape victim of asking for it…I don't know why you seem to think that she's some kind of whore but I'm warning you Susannah…I don't care if you disguise yourself as a lady…you speak one more word against her…if you even insinuate that kind of garbage again, believe me, you will regret it."

"Why do you always take her side…You spend years away from this town and yet the first sign of trouble with your precious Nora, you come running back to town…why…why do you care so much?"

"Not that I owe you any explanation but she's the mother of my daughter…she's a woman I once loved very much…"

"Are you seriously going to pretend that you don't STILL love her…?"

"Susannah, we're divorced. She's the mother of my child. We have history. Of course I still love her. I always will. But I didn't come back for that reason. I came back because she's my friend and she's suffering. If you knew anything about being a friend then you'd know that friends don't let friends go though agony alone…not everything is about sex you know…"

"It is for her…"

"No Susannah, it's not…if you knew her at all you would know that…you would know that she's a great person…do you even care what happens to her or are you still too self absorbed to give a damn…?"

"What in the world is going on with you two?" Shaun asked.

"Nothing…Nothing at all…Excuse me…I'm going to check on my ex wife and her unborn children."

Susannah suddenly exploded at that moment, grabbing Hank's hand and pulling him back to the conversation. "Of course she's pregnant. Of course she gets to live the perfect little life. She's always been the epitome of perfection right? Well damn you…damn you both…you have no idea what kind of sacrifices I had to make because of you…you and my sister are the reason I had to abandon my own child…why does she get to raise a family and I don't?"

"What child?" Hank asked, ignoring her last comment. "Since when would the ice princess let her guard down enough to get herself knocked up?" Shaun stared at Susannah in shock. He wanted to know the same thing.