DC:The same as last time. The only characters I own are Lyn, Mattie and
Shawn Black and Alex, Xander, Livia and Lisabeth Landower.
Livia's POV
"Mom, we're here!" Alex called from the living room.
"I'll be there in a minute, Alex!"
There were the sounds of Alex and his guest settling down on the couch in the living room as I set Xander down in his bed for a nap.
I followed the sound of Alex's voice as I walked into the living room.
"Yes, Alex?" I asked, saying hello to his guest, Theresa.
"Mom, Theresa and I are getting married!" he exclaimed.
I jumped out of my rocking chair to hug them.
"It's about time," I said.
"I know that Lisabeth would've wanted Xander and I to get on with life. I can't think of any other way to do it," Alex said.
"And I know Xander loves Theresa, too," I added.
"We aren't sure, but we're thinking of going to Harmony for the wedding," Alex said.
Later that night I was still pacing.
"How could Alex want to have the ceremony in Harmony?" I asked myself after I had locked my bedroom door. "He couldn't have possibly known about it. That's it. He doesn't know why I can't return."
DREAM FLASHBACK: THIRTY YEARS AGO-HARMONY
"It's so nice to be home," I said.
"It's good to have you home, dearie," my mother said, putting her arm around my neck as we sat down on her porch swing.
"What would you like to do today, my dear?" she asked.
"Nothing much... Mother. I haven't begun to become reaquainted with you," I said.
"Please, until you're used to it, call me Tabitha."
Later on in the dream I remembered what all had happened during that week.
"Thank you, Missus Smith. I'll call you next weekend. Same time?"
"Of course."
I hung up with the social worker as Tabitha walked in.
"Livia, who was that, dear?" she asked, sitting down at the kitchen table with a cup of hot tea.
"Missus Smith, the social worker. She asked that I keep her up to date with how I'm adjusting to being home."
"Livia, may I speak to you?" Tabitha asked.
"Of course," I said, pouring a cup of the sweet chamomile tea she made and sat down with her.
"I just wanted you to know that I've missed you. When your father kidnapped you, I thought it was the end of the world when I couldn't find you. And to find out he'd sent you away. It just... hurt so much."
"That Craine is no father to me."
"I only knew him for a few weeks after I'd moved here. After that, I had thought I was in love. But his father was making him marry another woman. You don't know it yet, but you have a brother. Half brother, actually."
"I don't want to know about it. He didn't want me, so I don't want him."
"It seems so unreal now, fifteen years later, that he'd finally let me have you back."
"He's dead, Tabitha. That's why I'm back."
"I know dear," she said, putting her hands on mine.
EVEN LATER IN DREAM FLASHBACK
'What's in that basement?' I asked myself as I opened the door. Tabitha had gone to the store to buy milk, and I was investigating the house.
I put my hand on the surprisingly warm brass doornob and turned it to the left. The dark wooden door swung open, revealing a swirling white mist with red lights going off down the stairs.
I followed the stairs to the basement when the most unimaginable thing happened. The smell of smoked flesh filled my nose. Flames rose from the floor, engulfing the room. Stalagmites and stalactites were barely visible through the smoke. People yelling unstoppably, sounds of flames taking them over. I knew where I was: Hell.
I ran back up the stairs as Tabitha emerged from the front door.
"You're no mother of mine," I yelled, running past her.
END DREAM FLASHBACK
I woke up to Alex shaking my shoulders.
"Mom? What's wrong?" he asked.
"N... nothing. Bad dream's all," I said, dumbfounded. "Go back to bed."
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, now, please."
He walked back down the hall to his room and I waited for a moment. There was no way I'd be able to sleep again that night, so I waited for dawn in my rocking chair, wrapped in a blanket.
THERESA'S POV
"Mama, Miguel, Luis, I'm getting married!" I exclaimed.
Mama jumped up and hugged me tightly, screaming in Spanish.
"Mi Theresita's getting married! Mi daughter is finally marrying!"
"Mama! I can't believe it either. Finally, someone who trusts me, knows everything and still loves me through it all."
"I said that about your father, too, mi Theresita. He knew my ups and downs and still loved me."
"Alex and I are coming home with you next week to get started. We don't want a long engagement or anything like that. We're going to get started right away and get married as soon as possible. Neither of us have had a nice wedding ceremony, except for that thing with Ethan, so we want to have a regular ceremony and reception at home," I told her.
"He's a good man, Theresa," Luis said.
"And I'd like you and Miguel to give me away, if you would," I said.
"Sure!" Miguel perked up.
"I would've asked Antonio to be part of the service, but his condition's getting worse every time I see him, and I don't know if he'd be able to stand up long enough," I added to comfort Mama.
"I am sure Antonio would've liked the gesture you just gave," Mama said.
"I just wonder why Livia's not into a back-home ceremony."
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Tabitha's POV
I stood up by my Timmy's grave.
"We'll get rid of Charity soon enough, my boy. And there's gonna be hell to pay. I just don't know who I'm going to recruit this time. Theresa Lopez- Fitgerald? Nah, she's over Ethan. Kay? She's already received her commupance. Simone? Mental hospital. Unless... I'll come back tomorrow, Timmy. And maybe I'll have something to tell you on the Charity situation."
I walked home in dispair, remembering Livia, my daughter. She'd probably have her own children, now. Perhaps... with their own? A plan was forming in my head, on how to bring my child home.
***********
Sheridan's POV
"It's so good to have you home, Luis," I said as he stepped into the termimal.
"Hello, Pilar- Who's this?" I asked.
"Sheridan Craine, meet Livia Landower. I'm getting married!" Theresa exclaimed.
"It's nice to meet you," I said, shaking her hand.
"The pleasures' all mine," Livia said, taking Xander back into her arms.
"You remember Lyn and Mattie?" Theresa said. The two emerged from behind the small crowd forming, with Miguel.
"Antonio's waiting at home. Beth's keeping an eye on him. She keeps saying how much she 'needs to do', since her mother died," I said.
"Missus Wallace died?" Theresa asked.
"About a month ago," I replied.
"We all know how close she was to her. How's she holding up?" Theresa asked.
"Pretty well," I told her.
***********
CLIFFIE ALERT!!!!
Livia's POV
"Mom, we're here!" Alex called from the living room.
"I'll be there in a minute, Alex!"
There were the sounds of Alex and his guest settling down on the couch in the living room as I set Xander down in his bed for a nap.
I followed the sound of Alex's voice as I walked into the living room.
"Yes, Alex?" I asked, saying hello to his guest, Theresa.
"Mom, Theresa and I are getting married!" he exclaimed.
I jumped out of my rocking chair to hug them.
"It's about time," I said.
"I know that Lisabeth would've wanted Xander and I to get on with life. I can't think of any other way to do it," Alex said.
"And I know Xander loves Theresa, too," I added.
"We aren't sure, but we're thinking of going to Harmony for the wedding," Alex said.
Later that night I was still pacing.
"How could Alex want to have the ceremony in Harmony?" I asked myself after I had locked my bedroom door. "He couldn't have possibly known about it. That's it. He doesn't know why I can't return."
DREAM FLASHBACK: THIRTY YEARS AGO-HARMONY
"It's so nice to be home," I said.
"It's good to have you home, dearie," my mother said, putting her arm around my neck as we sat down on her porch swing.
"What would you like to do today, my dear?" she asked.
"Nothing much... Mother. I haven't begun to become reaquainted with you," I said.
"Please, until you're used to it, call me Tabitha."
Later on in the dream I remembered what all had happened during that week.
"Thank you, Missus Smith. I'll call you next weekend. Same time?"
"Of course."
I hung up with the social worker as Tabitha walked in.
"Livia, who was that, dear?" she asked, sitting down at the kitchen table with a cup of hot tea.
"Missus Smith, the social worker. She asked that I keep her up to date with how I'm adjusting to being home."
"Livia, may I speak to you?" Tabitha asked.
"Of course," I said, pouring a cup of the sweet chamomile tea she made and sat down with her.
"I just wanted you to know that I've missed you. When your father kidnapped you, I thought it was the end of the world when I couldn't find you. And to find out he'd sent you away. It just... hurt so much."
"That Craine is no father to me."
"I only knew him for a few weeks after I'd moved here. After that, I had thought I was in love. But his father was making him marry another woman. You don't know it yet, but you have a brother. Half brother, actually."
"I don't want to know about it. He didn't want me, so I don't want him."
"It seems so unreal now, fifteen years later, that he'd finally let me have you back."
"He's dead, Tabitha. That's why I'm back."
"I know dear," she said, putting her hands on mine.
EVEN LATER IN DREAM FLASHBACK
'What's in that basement?' I asked myself as I opened the door. Tabitha had gone to the store to buy milk, and I was investigating the house.
I put my hand on the surprisingly warm brass doornob and turned it to the left. The dark wooden door swung open, revealing a swirling white mist with red lights going off down the stairs.
I followed the stairs to the basement when the most unimaginable thing happened. The smell of smoked flesh filled my nose. Flames rose from the floor, engulfing the room. Stalagmites and stalactites were barely visible through the smoke. People yelling unstoppably, sounds of flames taking them over. I knew where I was: Hell.
I ran back up the stairs as Tabitha emerged from the front door.
"You're no mother of mine," I yelled, running past her.
END DREAM FLASHBACK
I woke up to Alex shaking my shoulders.
"Mom? What's wrong?" he asked.
"N... nothing. Bad dream's all," I said, dumbfounded. "Go back to bed."
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, now, please."
He walked back down the hall to his room and I waited for a moment. There was no way I'd be able to sleep again that night, so I waited for dawn in my rocking chair, wrapped in a blanket.
THERESA'S POV
"Mama, Miguel, Luis, I'm getting married!" I exclaimed.
Mama jumped up and hugged me tightly, screaming in Spanish.
"Mi Theresita's getting married! Mi daughter is finally marrying!"
"Mama! I can't believe it either. Finally, someone who trusts me, knows everything and still loves me through it all."
"I said that about your father, too, mi Theresita. He knew my ups and downs and still loved me."
"Alex and I are coming home with you next week to get started. We don't want a long engagement or anything like that. We're going to get started right away and get married as soon as possible. Neither of us have had a nice wedding ceremony, except for that thing with Ethan, so we want to have a regular ceremony and reception at home," I told her.
"He's a good man, Theresa," Luis said.
"And I'd like you and Miguel to give me away, if you would," I said.
"Sure!" Miguel perked up.
"I would've asked Antonio to be part of the service, but his condition's getting worse every time I see him, and I don't know if he'd be able to stand up long enough," I added to comfort Mama.
"I am sure Antonio would've liked the gesture you just gave," Mama said.
"I just wonder why Livia's not into a back-home ceremony."
***********
Tabitha's POV
I stood up by my Timmy's grave.
"We'll get rid of Charity soon enough, my boy. And there's gonna be hell to pay. I just don't know who I'm going to recruit this time. Theresa Lopez- Fitgerald? Nah, she's over Ethan. Kay? She's already received her commupance. Simone? Mental hospital. Unless... I'll come back tomorrow, Timmy. And maybe I'll have something to tell you on the Charity situation."
I walked home in dispair, remembering Livia, my daughter. She'd probably have her own children, now. Perhaps... with their own? A plan was forming in my head, on how to bring my child home.
***********
Sheridan's POV
"It's so good to have you home, Luis," I said as he stepped into the termimal.
"Hello, Pilar- Who's this?" I asked.
"Sheridan Craine, meet Livia Landower. I'm getting married!" Theresa exclaimed.
"It's nice to meet you," I said, shaking her hand.
"The pleasures' all mine," Livia said, taking Xander back into her arms.
"You remember Lyn and Mattie?" Theresa said. The two emerged from behind the small crowd forming, with Miguel.
"Antonio's waiting at home. Beth's keeping an eye on him. She keeps saying how much she 'needs to do', since her mother died," I said.
"Missus Wallace died?" Theresa asked.
"About a month ago," I replied.
"We all know how close she was to her. How's she holding up?" Theresa asked.
"Pretty well," I told her.
***********
CLIFFIE ALERT!!!!