Alexis tried to drink her coffee straight but found herself pouring brandy into it along with the usual two cubes of sugar. Diane just sat there eschewing coffee and sticking with the hard liquor that she carried in her purse.
"I knew he'd come back for me…"
Diane looked at her friend puzzled.
"Alexis, I've heard the rumors too but you know better than to believe anything anyone says in this town."
Alexis shook her head as she clutched her drink.
"No…he's here…lurking somewhere and I don't know if I'm strong enough to resist him."
"You've got to be strong for your daughters Alexis…you are on trial for your life and if the jury got wind of you associating with him…they look like they want to hang you already."
"I know Edward does…but not for any murder but because I ditched Ned at the altar years ago."
Diane sipped her drink.
"He's the foreman so you have to get on his good side somehow…
Alexis sighed after taking a slug of her drink.
"I can't…he keeps giving me the evil eye…and Ned's daughter, Brooke Ann is also on the jury."
Diane shook her head.
"Then you have your work cut out for you…"
Alexis scowled.
"You were going to be my attorney until you got the contempt charge."
Diane shrugged.
"What can I say; I'm a woman who still has it…"
"I did…when I was with Jerry," Alexis said, "He just made me feel so alive just with his fingertips, never mind the rest of him."
"Well Alexis, even if the sex was great, it's not worth going to the guillotine over and that's exactly what happens if the press gets wind that you're even having illicit thoughts about a known terrorist."
Alexis nodded.
"I know…but the police are out looking for him right now," she said, "They think he killed those girls…but I know he's innocent."
Diane threw her a funny look.
"How do you know…Oh never mind…don't tell me."
Alexis took another big sip.
"I know he is…because I think I know who did the killings…"
Diane raised her brows.
"Do tell…I have 20 minutes to kill before I have to go untie Max."
Alexis took a deep breath, well two so she wouldn't start hyperventilating again.
"Mikos committed the murders," she said.
Diane rubbed her forehead, trying to remember something crucial here like the fact that the patriarch of the Cassadine clan had been dead for years now.
"But Alexis…"
Alexis raised her hand.
"I know he's supposed to be dead…but he spoke to me."
"How…Alexis are you hearing those voices inside your head again?"
Alexis shook her head.
"No…he spoke using another person as his conduit from the other side and he issued a warning…"
Diane just looked at the expression on her friend's face and wondered if this time Alexis was actually losing it for real.
"And who was this person that he used to communicate with you?"
"Robin…"
Diane had to struggle from bursting out into laughter.
"You mean…how could anyone even such a diabolical force as Mikos communicate from the grave, let alone use Robin as a vessel."
Alexis threw up her arms.
"I don't know, but I know that the voice that came from her lips wasn't hers…and I remember what Mikos sounds like from recordings that Helena saved in the Cassadine historical archives."
"You could be mistaken," Diane said, "You do know how impossible this all sounds even for this town."
Alexis frowned.
"Do you think he was warning me not to get back with Jerry?"
Diane simply shook her head at Alexis who had to be absolutely hopeless and she looked at her watching thinking she had to get back to Max, a distraction in her busy life but a most welcome one.
Brenda simpered up to where Sonny sat and read the latest figures on his (cough)coffee(cough) importing business that provided insight onto the profit margins of his business.
"Sonny…do you love me?"
He kept his eyes on the facts in front of him, trying to think of ways to cut his operational budget, eliminate some malingers on his employee roster. With Jason gone, he would have to do some of that untidy work himself. Unpleasant to be sure but it had to be done.
"Sonny…do I mean more to you than your company?"
He punched some more numbers in the calculator while the petite woman with flowing black locks and pouty lips moved seductively around him.
"Sonny…would you give it up all for me?"
He nodded, still focused on his paperwork.
"Sure baby sure…Remember, who's your daddy?"
She cooed and she smiled at those words and then pulled out a nail file and started working on her talons. Because after all, even though the judge had warned her not to come within 100 feet of Carly, she never trusted that trailer trash witch and she had to be ready…to defend herself of course.
And for doing that last night, she had spent several hours enduring the hellish conditions of the PC police department lockup with the lowlifes who had been housed in there, including Carly. Both hadn't stayed there long because Sonny had come to bail out Brenda of course while an embarrassed Jax forked over the bail money for his wife. Not at the same time of course because the two men couldn't stand to be in the same room together due to some feud years ago that neither of them remembered. But that was then and not to be repeated ever again and this was now. Brenda chose to focus on the present and that meant getting her hands on some plastic and checking out the sales at PC's most exquisite boutiques.
"Sonny…
Wordlessly, he reached into his wallet and pulled out a wad of credit cards.
"Go out and get something nice for dinner tonight," he said, still focused on his ledger.
She sighed, flipped her hair back, wrapped her silk scarf around her neck and waltzed out the door.
Liz arrived at GH after having rushed home to change out of her French maid costume and into her uniform. She sighed, wondering how she could have forgotten that she worked tonight. Actually she had been put in charge by Patrick of running the entire ER during the busiest of the day's shifts. In a matter of minutes, she would be performing tracheotomies, delivering triplets and performing brain surgery with a power drill. What would GH ever do without her?
Hopefully, PC would never have to find out. Pregnant with her fourth child, she would be going on maternity leave soon enough, strange because she hadn't felt all that pregnant that morning but now…she paused for the orderly to wipe the sweat off of her brow while she prepared to resection some torn intestine in the middle of the GH lobby.
"Scalpel," she called.
One had been handed to her and she concentrated beads of perspiration on her face while she prepared to slice the entrance into the bowel.
Lulu had been sitting in the lobby with Johnny Wonderful who had an accident shaving and had to be sewn up by Lisa who flirted with him dangerously. Lulu kept a close eye on that one…not that she didn't trust her boyfriend because she knew he would always be true to her but that hussy…she had seen how she had seduced the more vulnerable Patrick with her siren call. So she had one sharp eye, worthy of a Spencer, on Lisa and another on Johnny's new maid who had switched from doing surgery to doing CPR right on the floor.
"Where's the paddles," Liz barked.
Diane rushed up forward with a nice looking one with a fur handle.
"You can borrow mine as long as I get it back…"
Liz just looked at it and sighed impatiently.
"Not that kind…the kind you…you… you know…shock someone back from the dead...with."
Soon enough a pair of orderlies rolled the cart up to where Liz had been engaged in saving a man's life.
And everyone held their breath to see what she would do next.
