Chapter Twenty-Two
(Later... Party time!)
Brady had decided that if he was being forced to have a party celebrating his release from the hospital, he wanted it to be outdoors. After so many days trapped inside the hospital walls for both him and his family, he wanted to be able to sit underneath the blue skies and the bright yellow sun. Belle had suggested a party in the picnic area at the park, and everyone had agreed.
As Chloe and Brady were walking towards the party, already in full swing, he leaned towards her and muttered quietly. "I didn't know I even knew this many people."
Chloe laughed softly and nodded. "Well, you haven't exactly made a ton of friends since you came back here. But, that doesn't mean this town doesn't care about you."
Brady nodded in understanding. It seemed the town of Salem loved any excuse to party, and this was no exception. The Bradys, The Hortons and seemingly everyone else in town had shown up to celebrate Brady's return to the land of the living. A surprisingly large turnout for someone who didn't think that most of the people in his hometown would even give him the time of day.
They walked closer to the party and were immediately greeted by John and Marlena. John patted his son on the shoulder and stared at him curiously. "You're late, kid. What took you so long?"
"I... uhh... had a little trouble getting dressed. But, I'm fine now."
Chloe looked away and tried to hide the red that was most assuredly blushing her cheeks with embarrassment. Marlena smiled at Brady and gave him a motherly kiss on the cheek. "Well, you're here now... and I have a feeling that there's a whole bunch of food over there with your name on it."
Brady grinned and patted his stomach. "Finally... something besides hospital food. I haven't had a good meal in weeks. Hell, I haven't had any meals really."
Chloe laughed softly and watched him walk towards the buffet table in between his father and stepmother. She was standing there smiling and observing him when Belle came up to hug her tightly.
"Hey Chloe..."
"Hey Belle... The party is amazing. You guys did such a great job."
Belle shrugged nonchalantly. "It was easy, really. Heck, most of the food came from the Brady Pub. Shawn's grandmother was adamant about bringing all of this food. She's always had a soft spot for Brady in her heart."
Chloe nodded in agreement. "Apparently, a lot of people do. And they are all here."
"And the weather is perfect for a picnic. It's a good day today."
Chloe looked around her at the clear skies, and nodded in agreement. "No, it's a *great* day."
Belle smiled in understanding and happily ushered Chloe towards the tables and tables of food.
***
(A little while later.)
Brady sat at the head of a long picnic table; he had been shoveling in food continuously for the past hour. Chloe sat on his left side, her own stomach full and aching. She stared at him silently with a look of disgust on her face.
Brady turned to her with his eyebrows raised and mouth full of food. "What?"
"You. That's gross, Brady. I have never seen anyone eat this much in my entire life. Maybe you should slow down before your insides explode."
Brady shook his head and swallowed whatever he was chewing on. "Sorry... It's just... I haven't had any SOLID food in a long time. And, this is all really good. Besides, the Bradys went through all the trouble of making it, I might as well eat it."
Chloe groaned slightly and rolled her eyes. "That may be so, but you're going to make yourself sick."
John, who had been sitting on Brady's other side nodded in agreement with Chloe. "She's right, son. Besides, I think it's time you give a little speech to all of your guests."
Brady's eyes widened and he suddenly let his fork slip from his hand, dropping it to the plate in front of him. "A speech? To people? Right here? Right now?"
Chloe's jaw dropped in amazement and she laid her hand on his forearm. "Oh my God... Have we finally found something that Brady Black is afraid of? Public speaking?"
"I'm not afraid of it, Chloe..."
Chloe giggled loudly and shook her head. "Oh, yes you are. I can see it in your eyes. The overly confident and unflappable Brady Black is afraid of public speaking. That is so funny."
Brady frowned at her and shook his head. "It's not funny, and I'm not afraid. I'm just... less confident than other people. It's no big deal."
Mimi was sitting nearby and interjected her own comments. "At least you don't have foot-in-mouth disease like me, Brady."
"And what exactly is that, Meems?"
"It's like, I have this habit where I usually talk a LOT. I love to talk, and I'll talk at any opportunity you give me. But, I have a tendency to say things that I shouldn't, and I get myself in trouble. Even if I'm not trying. So, basically -- open mouth, insert foot."
Belle shared a glance with Shawn and then looked back at Mimi. "You don't have to tell US that."
Chloe nodded in agreement and then laid her hand on top of Brady's reassuringly. "Brady... Just speak from your heart like you do with me, and be honest. You'll do just fine."
Brady sighed and begrudgingly gave in to his father's requested. He stood from his seat, propping himself up on his crutches, as John shouted to get everyone's attention.
Brady took a deep breath in to calm his nerves, and Chloe smiled as she watched him. "Hey everybody... Uhm... I just wanted to say uhm, something... I guess I need to thank all of you for your prayers, your thoughts and all your help. You've done a lot for me, and if I name all of you individually we'll be here all night. So, remind me to thank you privately later. But, I do have a few other things I should say. I should say thanks to Dr. Wesley, first off. He and the rest of the staff at the hospital saved my life, and made sure that we had a reason to have this party today. And, Mrs. Wesley... Thank you too. Your support means just as much to me as the support of my own family."
Nancy smiled at him and rested her hand on her husbands. Nancy and Brady may not have always gotten along, but she had been very supportive throughout this entire crisis. And, she had even begun to change her mind about him, finally trusting Chloe to make the right decisions about who she let into her heart.
Brady sighed softly and turned to his family. John and Marlena were now standing behind Shawn and Belle, and Brady smiled proudly at them. "And of course, my family and my friends. Dad, Marlena, Belle, Shawn, Mimi, my grandpa Victor... Thank you for everything. You have all been so strong, and done everything in your power to make sure that I could be standing here today. I have been so blessed to have you all in my life. And, it's because of you that I will be able to have you in my life for a very long time to come. No words can tell you how grateful I am for everything you've done."
Mimi leaned over the table and whispered to him. "You're not that bad at public speaking, see?"
Everyone around the table laughed and Belle nudged Mimi in the ribs playfully.
Brady winked at Mimi and continued. "Thanks, Meems. I appreciate the confidence boost. So, there's only one really important person left to thank."
Chloe smiled at him as he reached for her hand. She gladly slipped her hand into his and he continued, speaking to her almost as if nobody else was in the room. "Chloe... I know I've said thank you numerous times over the past few days. But, I want everyone here to know what I know. And, that is just how amazing you are. You stayed in that hospital every second of every day that I was in my coma. You stayed behind when others left, and you didn't have to do that. You challenged me, and pushed me, even when I was unconscious. You gave me hope, faith and all the strength that I could ever need. You made me fight to stay alive, and you gave me a reason to fight. And, your love was my northern star, guiding me to where I needed to go. And, I will spend the rest of my life thanking God for you, and thanking you every day for the things that you have done for me. You are the greatest gift I have ever received."
Chloe looked downward shyly, not able to find a response that could come even close to Brady's words. She sensed a park full of people about to sigh wistfully around them, so she used her sarcasm to keep this from turning into too much of a sappy lovefest.
She raised one eyebrow wickedly and grinned up at Brady. "You mean better than a brand new pair of bowling shoes?"
Brady laughed and quickly kissed her on the forehead. "Hmm... only by a little bit."
Brady turned back to the rest of his guests and continued. "So... uhm... In closing, I want to say thank you all for being here, and for everything that you've done to get me through this. Thank you to the Bradys for all the delicious food. Everyone... eat up, enjoy the rest of the night and thank you again."
Brady sat down slowly as everyone began to applaud. He looked surprised that he had said something that deserved appaluse and turned to Chloe for an explanation. Chloe laughed softly and leaned in to whisper to him. "See? There was nothing to be afraid of."
Brady squeezed her hand gently and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "There never is when I have you."
"Brady... The things you said... They were beautiful. I can't even find the right words to reply to something like that."
Brady brushed his hand over cheek and smiled. "You don't have to say anything."
Chloe nodded and Brady let go of her, turning to speak to his grandfather who had just walked up to him. Chloe grabbed her bottle of water off the table and slouched in her seat, sighing contentedly as she did. She looked around her at all of the smiling, happy faces surrounding her. The faces of the people she cared about the most, and others who had all touched her life in some way or another. Her heart made one secret wish, that there would be many many more nights like this in their future.
***
(A while later...)
Chloe had wanted to get away from the bustle of people in the picnic area for just a moment. So, she had quietly slipped off to the nearby gazebo. The same gazebo that she had once secretly claimed as 'theirs'. Brady's and her's. It was a public park, and anyone could come to this spot, but it would forever in her mind belong to only them.
She had been here alone for at least fifteen minutes when he arrived. Chloe heard him shuffling behind her and she turned with a smile on her face. "Brady..."
"I figured you would be here."
"So I must be predictable?"
Brady shook his head in disagreement. "Not hardly. Every time I think I know you by heart, you do something to surprise me."
Chloe grinned and shrugged innocently. "That's me. The ever changing, somewhat surprising Chloe Lane."
"So, I gimped my way all the way over here to find you. Please tell me why you're here."
"I don't know. I just needed a moment alone. I'm having fun at the party, but I wanted a few minutes of quiet."
Brady nodded and motioned towards the picnic area. "Well, don't let me interrupt your quiet time."
Chloe shook her head vehemently. "No, no. I'm glad you're here. Stay, please."
Brady leaned against the railing and put his crutches aside. "Is everything okay, Chloe?"
"Yeah, everything's fine. I just wanted a few minutes away from the party, and I came here. I love this place, brings back a really special memory."
"Oh yeah? A memory of what?"
Chloe laughed and playfully swatted him on the arm. "You know exactly which one."
Brady nodded, mocking as if the memory had just come flooding back to him. "Oh yessssss. Now I remember. Then, I guess maybe now is a good time to give you your present."
"My present? What? Brady, you didn't have to get me anything."
"I didn't. I was in the hospital, remember? I told Belle what I wanted, and she went out and got it."
Brady reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box, handing it over to her. Chloe opened it and sighed when she saw what it was. It was a delicate silver ring with a bright green emerald in the shape of a heart in the center. The emerald heart was surrounded by a pair of hands, and topped with a crown.
"Brady... It's so beautiful. I love it."
"It's called a claddagh ring. It's an Irish custom."
Chloe grinned at him slightly. "But you're not Irish."
Brady shrugged innocently. "That I know of. I know I'm not on my mom's side, but my dad's side is a bit iffy. But, that's not the point. The point is that everything about this ring symbolizes something. And, I know it's a big cliche to give your girlfriend jewelry, but I thought this one would mean something more than just a plain old piece of silver."
"So, what does it symbolize?"
Chloe held the ring box in between them and Brady explained it to her. "The hands are for friendship, which is how you and I started out. You are my best friend, and you always will be. The crown stands for loyalty, because you have stood by my side through everything, the ups and the downs. And, I will always stand by you. The heart, obviously, is for love. Which, is what we've always had, but have only just been able to have together recently. But, now we will have forever and always. So, this ring symbolizes our friendship, loyalty and our love."
Chloe smiled widely and took it out of the box. Brady stopped her before she put it on and explained one more thing to her. "Make sure you wear it right. You wear it towards your heart if you're taken, and away if you're not."
Chloe nodded and placed the ring on her finger, pointing it towards her heart. She admired its simple beauty for a moment and then looked back at Brady. "It's perfect, Brady. I love it. Thank you so much."
She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her closely. "I love you so much, Diva."
Chloe looked him in the eyes and smiled happily. "I love you too."
Brady leaned in and kissed her sweetly, and Chloe melted into his embrace. Each one of his kisses was different from the others, always special and uniquely wonderful. Chloe ended the kiss and rested her forehead against his with a sigh of bliss.
"When do you think you'll be wanting to leave your party?"
"Hmmm... Soon. I'm getting tired. Do you think you can take me home?"
Chloe smiled slightly and lifted her head. "Of course."
Brady smiled back at her and nodded. "Good. I don't want to trouble my parents, and actually, I'd rather spend the rest of evening alone with you."
"Sounds like a good plan." Chloe rested her head on his shoulder, and Brady kept his arms wrapped tightly around her. She could have stayed there with him forever if time would allow, but she knew that they would soon have to make their way back to the party. Otherwise, her mother would most likely send out a search party within minutes.
***
(I know jewelry gifts & claddagh rings are getting to be somewhat cliched, but I never said I was original.
And, let me just say... The line where Brady tells Chloe that she is the greatest gift he has ever received, I SWEAR in the name of Broe, that I wrote that BEFORE John said something similar to Marlena at the anniversary party on today's [6-21] show. It's just a weird, freakish coincidence.
By the way, if you loved the Brady undressing scene... hehe... I've got something else up my sleeves later. Wooooo-hooooo.)
(Later... Party time!)
Brady had decided that if he was being forced to have a party celebrating his release from the hospital, he wanted it to be outdoors. After so many days trapped inside the hospital walls for both him and his family, he wanted to be able to sit underneath the blue skies and the bright yellow sun. Belle had suggested a party in the picnic area at the park, and everyone had agreed.
As Chloe and Brady were walking towards the party, already in full swing, he leaned towards her and muttered quietly. "I didn't know I even knew this many people."
Chloe laughed softly and nodded. "Well, you haven't exactly made a ton of friends since you came back here. But, that doesn't mean this town doesn't care about you."
Brady nodded in understanding. It seemed the town of Salem loved any excuse to party, and this was no exception. The Bradys, The Hortons and seemingly everyone else in town had shown up to celebrate Brady's return to the land of the living. A surprisingly large turnout for someone who didn't think that most of the people in his hometown would even give him the time of day.
They walked closer to the party and were immediately greeted by John and Marlena. John patted his son on the shoulder and stared at him curiously. "You're late, kid. What took you so long?"
"I... uhh... had a little trouble getting dressed. But, I'm fine now."
Chloe looked away and tried to hide the red that was most assuredly blushing her cheeks with embarrassment. Marlena smiled at Brady and gave him a motherly kiss on the cheek. "Well, you're here now... and I have a feeling that there's a whole bunch of food over there with your name on it."
Brady grinned and patted his stomach. "Finally... something besides hospital food. I haven't had a good meal in weeks. Hell, I haven't had any meals really."
Chloe laughed softly and watched him walk towards the buffet table in between his father and stepmother. She was standing there smiling and observing him when Belle came up to hug her tightly.
"Hey Chloe..."
"Hey Belle... The party is amazing. You guys did such a great job."
Belle shrugged nonchalantly. "It was easy, really. Heck, most of the food came from the Brady Pub. Shawn's grandmother was adamant about bringing all of this food. She's always had a soft spot for Brady in her heart."
Chloe nodded in agreement. "Apparently, a lot of people do. And they are all here."
"And the weather is perfect for a picnic. It's a good day today."
Chloe looked around her at the clear skies, and nodded in agreement. "No, it's a *great* day."
Belle smiled in understanding and happily ushered Chloe towards the tables and tables of food.
***
(A little while later.)
Brady sat at the head of a long picnic table; he had been shoveling in food continuously for the past hour. Chloe sat on his left side, her own stomach full and aching. She stared at him silently with a look of disgust on her face.
Brady turned to her with his eyebrows raised and mouth full of food. "What?"
"You. That's gross, Brady. I have never seen anyone eat this much in my entire life. Maybe you should slow down before your insides explode."
Brady shook his head and swallowed whatever he was chewing on. "Sorry... It's just... I haven't had any SOLID food in a long time. And, this is all really good. Besides, the Bradys went through all the trouble of making it, I might as well eat it."
Chloe groaned slightly and rolled her eyes. "That may be so, but you're going to make yourself sick."
John, who had been sitting on Brady's other side nodded in agreement with Chloe. "She's right, son. Besides, I think it's time you give a little speech to all of your guests."
Brady's eyes widened and he suddenly let his fork slip from his hand, dropping it to the plate in front of him. "A speech? To people? Right here? Right now?"
Chloe's jaw dropped in amazement and she laid her hand on his forearm. "Oh my God... Have we finally found something that Brady Black is afraid of? Public speaking?"
"I'm not afraid of it, Chloe..."
Chloe giggled loudly and shook her head. "Oh, yes you are. I can see it in your eyes. The overly confident and unflappable Brady Black is afraid of public speaking. That is so funny."
Brady frowned at her and shook his head. "It's not funny, and I'm not afraid. I'm just... less confident than other people. It's no big deal."
Mimi was sitting nearby and interjected her own comments. "At least you don't have foot-in-mouth disease like me, Brady."
"And what exactly is that, Meems?"
"It's like, I have this habit where I usually talk a LOT. I love to talk, and I'll talk at any opportunity you give me. But, I have a tendency to say things that I shouldn't, and I get myself in trouble. Even if I'm not trying. So, basically -- open mouth, insert foot."
Belle shared a glance with Shawn and then looked back at Mimi. "You don't have to tell US that."
Chloe nodded in agreement and then laid her hand on top of Brady's reassuringly. "Brady... Just speak from your heart like you do with me, and be honest. You'll do just fine."
Brady sighed and begrudgingly gave in to his father's requested. He stood from his seat, propping himself up on his crutches, as John shouted to get everyone's attention.
Brady took a deep breath in to calm his nerves, and Chloe smiled as she watched him. "Hey everybody... Uhm... I just wanted to say uhm, something... I guess I need to thank all of you for your prayers, your thoughts and all your help. You've done a lot for me, and if I name all of you individually we'll be here all night. So, remind me to thank you privately later. But, I do have a few other things I should say. I should say thanks to Dr. Wesley, first off. He and the rest of the staff at the hospital saved my life, and made sure that we had a reason to have this party today. And, Mrs. Wesley... Thank you too. Your support means just as much to me as the support of my own family."
Nancy smiled at him and rested her hand on her husbands. Nancy and Brady may not have always gotten along, but she had been very supportive throughout this entire crisis. And, she had even begun to change her mind about him, finally trusting Chloe to make the right decisions about who she let into her heart.
Brady sighed softly and turned to his family. John and Marlena were now standing behind Shawn and Belle, and Brady smiled proudly at them. "And of course, my family and my friends. Dad, Marlena, Belle, Shawn, Mimi, my grandpa Victor... Thank you for everything. You have all been so strong, and done everything in your power to make sure that I could be standing here today. I have been so blessed to have you all in my life. And, it's because of you that I will be able to have you in my life for a very long time to come. No words can tell you how grateful I am for everything you've done."
Mimi leaned over the table and whispered to him. "You're not that bad at public speaking, see?"
Everyone around the table laughed and Belle nudged Mimi in the ribs playfully.
Brady winked at Mimi and continued. "Thanks, Meems. I appreciate the confidence boost. So, there's only one really important person left to thank."
Chloe smiled at him as he reached for her hand. She gladly slipped her hand into his and he continued, speaking to her almost as if nobody else was in the room. "Chloe... I know I've said thank you numerous times over the past few days. But, I want everyone here to know what I know. And, that is just how amazing you are. You stayed in that hospital every second of every day that I was in my coma. You stayed behind when others left, and you didn't have to do that. You challenged me, and pushed me, even when I was unconscious. You gave me hope, faith and all the strength that I could ever need. You made me fight to stay alive, and you gave me a reason to fight. And, your love was my northern star, guiding me to where I needed to go. And, I will spend the rest of my life thanking God for you, and thanking you every day for the things that you have done for me. You are the greatest gift I have ever received."
Chloe looked downward shyly, not able to find a response that could come even close to Brady's words. She sensed a park full of people about to sigh wistfully around them, so she used her sarcasm to keep this from turning into too much of a sappy lovefest.
She raised one eyebrow wickedly and grinned up at Brady. "You mean better than a brand new pair of bowling shoes?"
Brady laughed and quickly kissed her on the forehead. "Hmm... only by a little bit."
Brady turned back to the rest of his guests and continued. "So... uhm... In closing, I want to say thank you all for being here, and for everything that you've done to get me through this. Thank you to the Bradys for all the delicious food. Everyone... eat up, enjoy the rest of the night and thank you again."
Brady sat down slowly as everyone began to applaud. He looked surprised that he had said something that deserved appaluse and turned to Chloe for an explanation. Chloe laughed softly and leaned in to whisper to him. "See? There was nothing to be afraid of."
Brady squeezed her hand gently and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "There never is when I have you."
"Brady... The things you said... They were beautiful. I can't even find the right words to reply to something like that."
Brady brushed his hand over cheek and smiled. "You don't have to say anything."
Chloe nodded and Brady let go of her, turning to speak to his grandfather who had just walked up to him. Chloe grabbed her bottle of water off the table and slouched in her seat, sighing contentedly as she did. She looked around her at all of the smiling, happy faces surrounding her. The faces of the people she cared about the most, and others who had all touched her life in some way or another. Her heart made one secret wish, that there would be many many more nights like this in their future.
***
(A while later...)
Chloe had wanted to get away from the bustle of people in the picnic area for just a moment. So, she had quietly slipped off to the nearby gazebo. The same gazebo that she had once secretly claimed as 'theirs'. Brady's and her's. It was a public park, and anyone could come to this spot, but it would forever in her mind belong to only them.
She had been here alone for at least fifteen minutes when he arrived. Chloe heard him shuffling behind her and she turned with a smile on her face. "Brady..."
"I figured you would be here."
"So I must be predictable?"
Brady shook his head in disagreement. "Not hardly. Every time I think I know you by heart, you do something to surprise me."
Chloe grinned and shrugged innocently. "That's me. The ever changing, somewhat surprising Chloe Lane."
"So, I gimped my way all the way over here to find you. Please tell me why you're here."
"I don't know. I just needed a moment alone. I'm having fun at the party, but I wanted a few minutes of quiet."
Brady nodded and motioned towards the picnic area. "Well, don't let me interrupt your quiet time."
Chloe shook her head vehemently. "No, no. I'm glad you're here. Stay, please."
Brady leaned against the railing and put his crutches aside. "Is everything okay, Chloe?"
"Yeah, everything's fine. I just wanted a few minutes away from the party, and I came here. I love this place, brings back a really special memory."
"Oh yeah? A memory of what?"
Chloe laughed and playfully swatted him on the arm. "You know exactly which one."
Brady nodded, mocking as if the memory had just come flooding back to him. "Oh yessssss. Now I remember. Then, I guess maybe now is a good time to give you your present."
"My present? What? Brady, you didn't have to get me anything."
"I didn't. I was in the hospital, remember? I told Belle what I wanted, and she went out and got it."
Brady reached into his pocket and pulled out a small black box, handing it over to her. Chloe opened it and sighed when she saw what it was. It was a delicate silver ring with a bright green emerald in the shape of a heart in the center. The emerald heart was surrounded by a pair of hands, and topped with a crown.
"Brady... It's so beautiful. I love it."
"It's called a claddagh ring. It's an Irish custom."
Chloe grinned at him slightly. "But you're not Irish."
Brady shrugged innocently. "That I know of. I know I'm not on my mom's side, but my dad's side is a bit iffy. But, that's not the point. The point is that everything about this ring symbolizes something. And, I know it's a big cliche to give your girlfriend jewelry, but I thought this one would mean something more than just a plain old piece of silver."
"So, what does it symbolize?"
Chloe held the ring box in between them and Brady explained it to her. "The hands are for friendship, which is how you and I started out. You are my best friend, and you always will be. The crown stands for loyalty, because you have stood by my side through everything, the ups and the downs. And, I will always stand by you. The heart, obviously, is for love. Which, is what we've always had, but have only just been able to have together recently. But, now we will have forever and always. So, this ring symbolizes our friendship, loyalty and our love."
Chloe smiled widely and took it out of the box. Brady stopped her before she put it on and explained one more thing to her. "Make sure you wear it right. You wear it towards your heart if you're taken, and away if you're not."
Chloe nodded and placed the ring on her finger, pointing it towards her heart. She admired its simple beauty for a moment and then looked back at Brady. "It's perfect, Brady. I love it. Thank you so much."
She threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her closely. "I love you so much, Diva."
Chloe looked him in the eyes and smiled happily. "I love you too."
Brady leaned in and kissed her sweetly, and Chloe melted into his embrace. Each one of his kisses was different from the others, always special and uniquely wonderful. Chloe ended the kiss and rested her forehead against his with a sigh of bliss.
"When do you think you'll be wanting to leave your party?"
"Hmmm... Soon. I'm getting tired. Do you think you can take me home?"
Chloe smiled slightly and lifted her head. "Of course."
Brady smiled back at her and nodded. "Good. I don't want to trouble my parents, and actually, I'd rather spend the rest of evening alone with you."
"Sounds like a good plan." Chloe rested her head on his shoulder, and Brady kept his arms wrapped tightly around her. She could have stayed there with him forever if time would allow, but she knew that they would soon have to make their way back to the party. Otherwise, her mother would most likely send out a search party within minutes.
***
(I know jewelry gifts & claddagh rings are getting to be somewhat cliched, but I never said I was original.
And, let me just say... The line where Brady tells Chloe that she is the greatest gift he has ever received, I SWEAR in the name of Broe, that I wrote that BEFORE John said something similar to Marlena at the anniversary party on today's [6-21] show. It's just a weird, freakish coincidence.
By the way, if you loved the Brady undressing scene... hehe... I've got something else up my sleeves later. Wooooo-hooooo.)
