Kristina looked around her in disbelief as Faith walked alongside her not looking at all surprised. She looked up and saw a shaggy haired man ahead running through the streets with a stethoscope around his neck.

"Who…."

Because he was fine looking after all and something familiar…

"Oh that's Jeff Webber…Dr. Jeff Webber…off to some medical emergency."

Kristina nodded slowly.

"So that's Liz's dad?"

Faith smiled.

"The one and the same," she said, "though frankly I don't see the resemblance. I think her birth has some secret back story."

That wouldn't surprise Kristina because in PC anything could happen because there were no rules after all or at least none that anyone could cite.

"Where's he going?"

Faith shrugged.

"It's hard to say with him," she said, "Either he's running to a medical crisis or away from some woman's husband."

The two of them watched him carefully as he rushed inside what looked like that dreadful coffee place that was for nerds but wait a minute, it had a different name here.

"Kelly's Diner," Kristina read, "who's Kelly?"

Faith shook her head.

"That's a very long story and we don't have much time here."

Another man rushed by them, older than the first one but he also wore a stethoscope around his neck. He stopped next to them and looked around as if he were seeking someone before he noticed them.

"Did you see a man rush by?"

Kristina looked over at Faith, not sure how to answer. Faith just smiled at him.

"He's in the diner….Rick…."

The man nodded and rushed off.

"They're sharing a woman again but the only one who knew was her…until now."

Kristina wondered what would happen when these two men collided inside what looked now like a diner.

"Oh don't worry….Rose who runs it keeps a shotgun by the bar and she'll take care of any rowdiness that takes place in her establishment."

Kristina chose to believe Faith and then she saw a woman slinking around the diner dressed in a bathrobe.

"Who's that?"

Faith waved her hand.

"Oh that's Heather…something…she's the woman they aren't fighting over."

The two women watched her creep up to a window to look inside the diner thinking no one noticed and for the most part, no one did.

Then they suddenly noticed the sun fading behind a wall of clouds that suddenly appeared and a chilly breeze rustle through the tree-lined street. Kristina looked at Faith.

"What, is it going to rain?"

Faith's eyes glowed.

"Oh no something much worse," she said, "the most deranged person who's crossed paths with this city is about to launch the most diabolical plot…"

And then the world became dark around them…


Alexis fluttered her eyes at the man with a mop again…even though Jerry what's his name now had really rocked her world even as they had both nearly destroyed that desk, she felt herself lusting again. He had slipped away into the darkness after they had been together so that left her wanton. She flashed a glance at Max but knew she couldn't betray Dianne in that way. Besides, she just wasn't into tying men up which she knew Max craved despite his burliness. She just didn't get what was so erotic about rope play but then again, her own sex life left much to be desire…she'd remain chaste for long periods, then have the most explosive sex that anyone could ever experience…but then came the pregnancy tests and yet another daughter that'd be born and left for her to raise on her own.

Oh god, what if she had just gotten pregnant again during her interlude with Jerry? She wrung her hands as she stopped ladling soup at the table. No, it couldn't be, she desperately needed some of that happy grass that charming if quirky boy had sold her to her from time to time. But she had heard on the rumor mill that he had been infected by the same deadly plague that led to the quarantine imposed on them by Liz. Nonsense, she thought because she didn't feel sick at all. If anyone else had fallen deathly ill, that was their own fault.

Robin sidled up to her with another tray of bread that must have just come out of the oven because it smelled so heavenly. Alexis flirted with the thought that it seemed more than a bit odd that Robin was baking like a madwoman in the kitchen rather than using her medical skills on the many patients clogging up the floors around them. But then again, none of her business, she had her own crises to worry about. She needed her girls…all two of…no wait there were three right? Well anyway, she needed them to comfort their mother, the one whose loins had squeezed them out in the most difficult conditions. If it hadn't been for her, they wouldn't be alive even though she had no idea how Sami had even been born. A thought nagged in her psyche from time to time that she should really think about getting a DNA test done on her eldest…just to be really, to be absolutely sure they were related but then no, Sami just had to be her spawn. She just got all her really unpleasant, somewhat tacky traits from her father who was so memorable after all, Alexis had no memory of him at all.

"Would you like some bread?"

Alexis blinked her eyes and looked over at Robin while clenching her hands nervously.

"Oh no…I'm fine," she said, "I'm watching what I eat."

A hurt look flashed through the doctor's eyes but she smiled to gloss it over. Alexis almost pitied her mostly because she had just seen Patrick sweet talk a young thing into the pantry…to look for some canned peas….and she'd just rolled her eyes because Alexis didn't just fall off the turnip truck yesterday. She knew that men like Patrick didn't even like canned peas.

"But it's so yummy….."

Alexis looked at the other woman carefully…noticing that her eyes appeared reddened. But then Robin had been working herself hard in the kitchen since the disaster had driven half the town into one Brownstone building.

"Maybe later…say have you seen any of my daughters?"

Robin's blank expression didn't tell Alexis very much.

"No…oh wait…your sweet little Molly came in the kitchen for a special cookie," she said, "She's such a dear girl."

Alexis was used to hearing that about her youngest, the only child who never gave her any reason to worry a shock considering she'd been sired by a cad who Alexis had cavorted with and even married against her better judgment.

"I must have missed her…."

But she had seen Sami running around with that thug Jason again. Really when she had a few minutes in her busy schedule, she had to sit down with her eldest and stir her away from that loser once and for all. She had grown weary of all the whispers about town about how Sami was no better than a freeloading, gold digging harlot or tramp. It made it even harder to go out in public these days than her own reputation as a remorseless serial killer, one of several deviant branches on a poisonous family tree.

She should really think about moving as soon as the murder trial had ended and she of course was vindicated. Skye who had been living with the brother of the only man that she had remembered killing had written her suggesting that she try out a quiet little berg called Pine Valley.

But first things first, she had so many important things to do in PC if only she could remember what they were.

Robin just smiled at her and suddenly Alexis saw a glint in her eye that made her shiver. Almost as if the room had suddenly grown dark and cold…oh wait no, that was a power outage that had just struck. She stood there by the soup table listening to a lot of bustling and some screaming going on around her, wondering if this nightmarish day would ever end.


Niklos lay brooding in his coffin, his eyes opening after he had shut them for a few moments. He had tried sleeping after he had tried drinking some bottles of brew from his cellar but nothing helped ease his emotional pain. Liz was supposed to have taken the ferry to Spoon Island but he hadn't heard the familiar fog horn of its approach tonight. Where could she possibly be, and where was his sister Lulu who was supposed to bring him some dinner?

He was too depressed to call the servants to cook him up some food in his spacious kitchen. No, not when the whole world had abandoned him and left him alone…But then he noticed movement, almost like the coffin was shifting on the floor…or bobbing up and down. He sat up after some effort and looked around him, then his eyes widened because the coffin had been floating in water that looked pretty deep along with other furniture in his stylish library. What had happened, where had the water come from…his castle stood on the bluff overlooking the lake after all.

Then he heard a voice yelling through the darkness.

"Anyone here…?"

He lay back down in his coffin again wondering if he should even answer. He had been totally abandoned after all, left her alone on Spoon Island. But then the voice sounded again and it grew louder.

"Yo Niklos…you still alive or what…?"

He didn't know what the voice meant, by or what and then he remembered that there was more than one kind of death. His own had been more spiritual than physical though he could feel his body growing brittle and weak. Then something bumped against his coffin and it looked like…a surfboard and then he knew.

"Jax….?"

"Yes, it's me and I'm here to rescue you just like I've saved half the town."

Niklos tried to focus his eyes.

"It's really you and what's going on with the town?"

Jax sighed.

"You haven't heard, the dam broke and flooded all of PC proper…except the Q's mansion but it's surrounded by water."

Niklos nodded.

"Anyone killed?"

Jax shook his head.

"No one important just those who exist on the canvas for a short time only to be killed," he said, "but no one's seen Coleman and I'm beginning to worry."

"Bummer…he tended bar at one of my soirees here."

Jax smiled.

"We'd better get moving," he said, "the water's still rising and Spoon Island will be underwater in about 15 minutes…"

Niklos felt confused.

"What…how….?"

Jax didn't say anything but gestured for Niklos to grab the rope he handed him and hitch the coffin to his surfboard so they could float on out of there and back to PC across the lake. Niklos just nodded dumbly and did just that, as Jax flexed his mighty arms in preparation of what lay ahead.

Soon after they began pushing through the water to head back to PC and safety. Niklos taking one last look at his mansion before lying back down and brooding once again about his uncertain future.