Morning's earliest light breaks over the horizon, bathing the sleepy town of Pine Valley with warmth, as it slowly melts the dew off the peaceful little town.

Jack and Krystal begin to wake, at The Valley Inn. As soon as their minds remind them of their night of passion, for a split second they both pray that it wasn't only a dream. As they each sense the presence of the other, in the bed next to them, instantly without barely opening their eyes they cling to each other and resume the events that they began the night before.


David and Cara move about their new luxury apartment, overlooking the river – having just moved into it the day before, they stumble over boxes and items that they've not yet found a place for - as they search for towels and other linens to take their morning showers with.

David setting up the coffee maker asks, "Where are the coffee filters?"

"Top right-hand cabinet." Cara calls to him from the other room.

"Found them. Thanks."

Cara entering the large and bright kitchen asks, "Did you pick up creamer, on your way home, last night." As she opens the refrigerator to look inside.

"Yes, I did." David responds as he comes up behind her, wraps his arms around her waist and kisses her neck, as she continues to look in the refrigerator.

She arches her neck back, leaning into his kisses. Reaching her right arm up and placing her hand at the back of his neck, she pulls him down, turns her head and kisses his mouth. Then she says, "Okay, if we're going to be at the hospital in time for Marissa's discharge, we've got to stop this and get going."

David gives a protesting moan and releasing his grasp of her says, "Alright, I know your right. However, I want your promise that we'll meet back here for dinner? No more late nights at the hospital?"

"I'll do my best. You know, there is no other place that I'd rather be, then right here with you." Cara says as she pours cream into her waiting cup.

"And I with you too." David says, placing his cup on the countertop next to her's and continues, "While the coffee brews, I've got to hit the shower."

Cara walking down the hallway ahead of him says, "If you hurry, I'll share my towel with you." As she drops her bathrobe and steps into the large glass shower.

David responding, as he turns the coffee pot on to brew, quickly making his way from the kitchen to catch her says, "Now there is an offer, I'll never reject, Doctor."


Adam and Brooke long awake, the two early risers, meet at the poolside café style table for coffee and their morning newspapers. They greet each other again, and give more good morning kisses filled with passion and devotion, as they sit across from each other, sip their coffee, enjoy the wildlife visitors of such a grand country estate and read the papers.

"Adam. I think I'm going to apply for the editor's position at the Bulletin."

"Brooke? There is no need for you to apply. I'll call Charlie and tell him to give you the job."

"Yes, dear, I know you would - and can do that - but, I don't want the job because you gifted it to me -"

"I thought you loved my gifts?"

"I do dear, but this one I want to get on my own merits. Thank you." Brooke says while patting his hand across the table.

"Okay. Whatever you want then. However, you did promise me a wedding." Adam says looking over the top of his newspaper.

"Well, of course. What makes you say that?" Brooke asks as she looks at him with amazement.

"Well, I'm just saying-"

"Just saying what?" Brook harshly protests.

"Okay, calm down. I'm just saying, that if you start a new job and get all involved with that, then our wedding will be pushed to the back burner, and I don't want to wait any longer, is all?" Adam tries to explain.

Brooke's face relaxing, responds, "Oh, okay." She breathes a small sigh. "You might be right there. So let's get married and then, I'll go to the Bulletin."

"Perfect. And I'll know just what to get you for a wedding gift."

"Adam?" Brooke's voice rising in a cautious tone as she knows all too well his manipulative ways.


Tad making his way down the house's large staircase, with Dixie ahead of him says, "What would my bride like for breakfast?"

"Oh, well, we've worked up quite an appetite." Dixie says playfully laughing. "How about we go over to Krystal's Café for a hardy meal of biscuits and gravy?"

"That's a great idea, Dix. We could have Mama bring the girls over to meet us there and we could all eat together."

"Wonderful. And since today is Saturday, we could go over to the park with the girls, fly kites and maybe sink some worms too?"

"Worms?" Tad asks curiously.

"Fishing, Tad. We could go fishing."

Tad thinking for a moment says, "Do they allow fishing in the park's lake?"

"Of course, they do. As long as it is catch and release only."

"Okay, you call Opal and I'll make some coffee." Tad responds.


Scott and Madison wake up in their large bed in the Chandler Mansion's West Wing. Lying in the bed together, Madison resting her head on his chest, she speaks, "Scott? Are you awake?"

"Yes. I just wasn't ready to let this moment pass yet. I'm so enjoying just laying here with you. Feeling you close to me, the smell of your hair, listening to your breathing. I sometimes fear that I'll wake up one day and all of this will only have been a wonderful dream."

Madison stretching her neck, looks up to him and kisses him softly. "I promise you, we're not dreaming. And if we are, please, don't wake me."

Scott returns her kiss and tells her, "You're my greatest dream come true." As he rolls himself over her to continue their dream love affair as the early morning sunlight streams through their large bedroom's balcony windows.


Marissa up early with the hospital's first shift, makes her way from the shower and rests on the edge of her bed. Her nurse enters the room and speaks, "Good morning. Are you ready to have a new bandage applied?"

"Yes. Whenever you've a moment, I am ready." Marissa responds.

"So you're heading home today? Is there anything you have any questions about?"

"No. I'm so ready to go home. You've all been so wonderful here, but I can hardly wait to get home to my family."

"I understand. Just remember to keep a close eye on this bandage. The wound is healing beautifully, but once your collar bone heals and you start physical therapy – you might feel some pain with those tendons and nerves re-awakening."

"Thank you. I'm sure David will make sure that I do everything according to medical advice." Marissa says with a small chuckle.

"Yes. Dr. Hayward has been very diligent about your care. He loves you very much."

Marissa rolls her eyes and looks away not allowing the nurse to see the unbelief, of David's devotion to her, in her face.

The nurse just finishing up with the new bandage, continues, "Okay, Marissa, you're set to go. Would you like some help with your blouse?"

"No, thank you. I can manage. I appreciate your help."

The nurse gathers up the bedding and says, "You're very welcome and if I don't see you before your discharge, you take care of yourself."

"I'm sure you'll see me around here from time to time, but thank you."

Just then Bianca enters the room and says, "All ready to go home?"

Marissa smiles at her and says, "I'm so ready. Just waiting for the last bit of paperwork now."

Bianca says, "You know David will want to see you before you leave?"

"Yes, I know. He said he'd be here? Maybe he was held up." Marissa looks out the window at the hospital parking lot. "I don't care. I'm leaving as soon as I get the green light. I'm waiting for nobody." She finishes with a laugh.

Another nurse pokes her head back into the room's door and says, "Marissa? The clerk is on her way down the hallway now, with your discharge papers. I'll be right back with a wheelchair for you."

"I don't need a wheelchair!" Marissa calls to her as she moves away.

Bianca responding to Marissa's protest says, "They'll not let you go without one. Hospital policy and all."

"Yeah, I know. Just as long as they let me go." Marissa smiles.

"The kids are so excited. They're home with Winnie waiting for you. They wanted to come, but I told them it would be easier to bring you to them. That way they don't have to sit, wait and be anxious with us. You know, we'll have to pick up your prescriptions too and they'd hate that waiting. So, they agreed to wait at the house."

"I can't wait to see them either." Marissa says as the nurse enters her room with a wheelchair.

"Okay, Marissa, your coach has arrived. Let me help you." The nurse tells her as she raises the chair's foot pedals and makes her way around the bed.