Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live 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 slightly AU. In this story, Marty DID NOT attack and kill her psychiatrist, stab Kelly, or push Natalie from the roof at Angel Square. In this story, those events did not happen. Also, in this particular story, Marty left on the plane alone (Patrick is not alive).
~*~o~*~
Marty lay in a hospital bed cradling her newborn son. Todd stood on her left side and Kane was on her right. "He's my son," Todd said as he looked down at the baby.
Marty sighed. She was tired of Todd and Kane fighting over the paternity of her child as there was no way to tell. "He's just a little baby..." Marty said as he looked down into the newborn's tiny face. "There's no way to tell which of you is his daddy, so you can't fight over him."
"I don't like this, Marty," Todd complained. "I don't want him playing Daddy to a kid that may be mine."
"What do you think you've done for years with MY kids?" Kane asked Todd in a growl.
"Todd, please try to understand. Kane and I are together now. I'm sorry," she told him quietly. "Even so, I still want you to see this little baby. His name is Thomas Kaden Saybrooke."
"So who's name is going on his birth certificate?" Kane asked Marty.
"I dunno," Marty said sadly. "Should I flip a coin?"
Todd let out a growl. "Marty, you've made your choice... and I'm not it. I may as well leave," he said as he gave on last look at the little one in Marty's embrace.
"Take good care of my son," he said to her quietly as he turned around and walked out.
Tears shone in her eyes at his abrupt departure. "I'm sorry, Marty," Kane said as he gently brushed away a stray tear which had trailed down her face. "Even if my brother's a jerk, this is still a happy day." He smiled as he looked at the tiny baby.
"I love you, and I love this baby... even if he's not mine," Kane swore as he gently kissed her lips.
"He's yours in every way that counts," she assured him. "And I am sorry about Todd. He just doesn't understand. I'm not doing any of this to hurt him..."
"I know, baby. You've done nothing wrong," Kane assured her. "Are you sure you've made the right choice? Is it me you truly love?"
"I love you with all my heart and soul, Kane... whether you're the real Todd Manning or not," she swore to him.
A smile widened on Kane's face. "I have everything I want then. You, a healthy son... what more could a guy want?"
"You're not sorry you can't prove your true identity?"
"I hate it, but there's nothing I can do about it. Not now anyway..." Kane responded.
~*~o~*~
Later that evening, Irene Manning contacted her son. "The baby has been born," he told her on the phone.
"Wonderful. Very soon I'll get revenge on Marty and your brother who has betrayed me," Irene stated. "I can't wait till I get my hands on that baby."
"It's a boy... just like we wanted."
"I know. We got lucky," Irene said happily. "We'll be reunited soon, Son... you, me, and my grandchild."
"What will we do with Marty?"
"What do you think we should do with her, Son?"
"I want to keep her. I need her."
"Okay. Whatever my little boy wants he'll receive," Irene promised before ending the call.
THE END