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Chapter Twenty Nine: Revelations and Complications

John looked at Marty and sighed wondering how he was going to tell her all of the things that had happened. Everything she wanted to know, everything she couldn't remember. It was times like these he wished none of it had ever happened.

"John please tell me what Blair was talking about. I need to know." She whispered.

The desperation in her large chocolate eyes resonated with him to the depths of his soul. And he knew he had no choice but to tell her everything. Walking over to her he brought her to the couch and Bo's wise words began ringing in his head. You won't lose Marty, John. She won't abandon you. She's not that kind of person. Just be honest.

"What exactly did Blair tell you?"

"She came barreling in here harping about how I finally got my revenge on Todd that I couldn't let go of the past. She also said it wasn't enough for me that I said Spencer wasn't fit to stand trial but that I had to come up with a plan for Cole to hurt Starr as well," Marty said struggling not to cry. "Then she said that um that Todd had tried to kill Cole once before and now that he was going to find out that Cole broke Starr's heart what was he going to do to him now."

John nodded remembering that day at the bus station when he and Marty got there just in time to stop Manning from choking the life out of Cole. That was also the day that Starr and Cole had tried to runaway.

"What happened with Todd and Cole John? Do you know?"

"Yeah, I know. See Starr and Cole they met at this party and they didn't know who their parents were. They didn't know that Manning had raped you. Cole was on the football team then and had taken some steroids. He and Starr ended up in a room together and things got pretty hot." John explained. "Then she wanted to cool things off and in a roid rage Cole started throwing furniture around and it really scared her. The police were called and we arrested Cole. You came down to the station and that's when they found out what happened between you and Manning."

Marty nodded her head as she put two and two together. "And Todd and Blair and I didn't want them seeing each other because of everything that happened. So they probably started sneaking around like teenagers often do."

"Yeah, they did. Anyway they came up with this plan to runaway together. You had found a letter here in the apartment from Cole telling you that he was running away with Starr. You came down to the station and got me to help you look for them. Manning found them first and by the time we got there he was just about to choke the life out of Cole."

"Oh my God." Marty gasped in horror. "Nothing else happened after that right?"

"No. Starr and Cole said their goodbyes back at the station that same day. Manning won't hurt Cole. I can guarantee that. He finally got what he wanted all along Starr won't have anything to do with Cole after all of this."

"You're probably right. I just can't believe all of that happened." She shook her head and then remembered Blair telling her that she diagnosed someone named Spencer as unfit to stand trial. Turning to John she took a deep breath and asked, "John, do you know who Spencer is?"

Out of all the questions Marty was going to ask him that was the one he desperately wanted to avoid. For his own peace of mind. However he knew in this situation it was virtually impossible. That he couldn't avoid it no matter how much he wanted to. He wished he could lie but as he looked into her chocolate eyes he saw all the trust and faith in the world directed at him. He didn't have the stomach or the kind of conscience to carry that level of guilt around. Besides Marty deserved better than that anyway.

"Spencer Truman." John couldn't help the disgust and the loathing that was evident in his voice as he said his name. "Was the man who killed my father when I was kid. I didn't know it was him until a couple years back."

Marty scooted closer to John on the couch and wrapped her arms around him, sensing how hard this was for him. John relished in the touch of the safe haven her arms created for him. It was something that he knew he would never get enough of.

"He was a piece of work, Truman, a maniac. He did a lot of horrible things to a lot of people in this town. Namely Manning. He and Blair had a thing for a while, which really stuck in Manning's craw. Blair was pregnant with Manning's baby when the three of them got into it on the roof of the hospital. In the struggle with Truman he accidently pushed her off the roof, causing her to miscarry the baby."

Taking a deep breath as Marty rubbed his back in a sooth motion John continued. "Then Truman sunk his hooks into Jack, Blair and Todd's son and told him that he was actually his father and not Todd. The kid was so young and so duped he actually believed him. He then framed Todd for the murder of Margaret Cochran and her unborn baby."

"Manning was this close to being executed for the murders too." John says to indicate a space with his index finger and thumb that was barely an inch apart. "But I found out that Margaret was actually alive and staying in Thailand and I brought her to the execution chamber just in time for Truman to revive Manning."

"Blair um had ended up in the hospital with some kind of heart infection and it was looking pretty bad for her. So the maniac decides to marry her in the hospital and in his little ceremony." John spat, "He tried to rape her but before he could someone stabbed him with a pair of scissors over and over killing him in the process."

Marty's head was swirling in a million different dizzying directions as flashes of different images flashed in front of her at lightening speed. None of them made sense as she struggled to process everything John had told her about Spencer Truman. Then she remembered what Blair had said about her diagnosing that he was unfit to stand trial. How could she have given that diagnosis? The man had clearly destroyed plenty of lives here in Llanview.

She pulled away from John as she felt the living room's four walls closing in on her. Struggling to stand up she immediately fell back down onto the couch when she felt a pang in her stomach. Wincing loudly with her face contorted in pain she reached for John. "John, the baby. Something's wrong with the baby."

Panic and fear surged through the normally calm man's body as he quickly pulled Marty off the couch and gently tried to guide her to the door. The pain was too much for Marty to handle and she let go of John's hand. And she fell to the floor clutching her stomach as she let out one last gasp of pain before everything went black around her.