Stephen Clay hummed to himself. It had been a while since he had last been
in Port Charles. He had to go now only because he had just learned that he
had a half sister named Alison Barrington. His last name was really
Barrington, but he decided to use his mother's last name since he didn't
really know his father. As he approached the "Welcome to Port Charles"
sign, he got out of his car to take a look around.
"It certainly has been a while, hasn't it Port Charles?" He got out his blue bottle and took a sip. "Well get ready ladies and gentlemen. You're in for the show of a lifetime."
Meanwhile, Alison was waiting at the Recovery Room with Rafe and her grandmother. She was nervously pacing by the window, looking at the cars as they pulled into the parking lot.
"Alison darling, be patient. He'll be here soon," Alison's grandmother assured her.
"Yeah angel, don't worry," Rafe added, putting his arm around his wife.
"But he's almost half an hour late!" Alison sighed and got up to look out the window again. There was a black limo pulling to the side of the restaurant. "Finally, he's here!" Alison rushed to the door to greet him.
"Hello, you must be Alison. I'm Stephen. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Alison extended her hand to his. "And it's a pleasure to..." she stopped mid sentence when she got a look into his dark, chocolate eyes. She had seen him somewhere before. He looked so dangerously familiar but she couldn't quite grasp where she had seen him. He did resemble her father in a way, but that wasn't what made him look so familiar.
"No, I'm seeing things. There's no way," Rafe said as he looked at Stephen from the table.
"What's wrong, Rafe?"
"Nothing, Amanda. Don't worry about it. I need to go take care of something."
Rafe walked over to Alison and Stephen and pulled Alison back. "Caleb, get your hands off my wife!" Alison then realized where she had seen him from.
"Excuse me? I think you have me confused with someone else. I'm Stephen Clay."
Rafe laughed. "Yeah, right. Just like you were Michael Morley. You can't play games with us this time. We know exactly who you are."
"Look I don't know who this Caleb or Michael person is, or whoever it is that you think I am, but I am Stephen Clay. And I really don't appreciate being interrupted like this when I am trying to get acquainted with my sister."
"You damn liar!" Rafe tried to take a punch at Stephen but Amanda rushed over at pulled him back.
"Rafe! Just what do you think you are doing?"
"I'm trying to protect your daughter, Mrs. Barrington."
"Well if this continues, I'll have to call the police. This is her brother."
"I'm afraid he's not."
Stephen cleared his throat. "Look everyone, I really am sorry I caused this commotion, but really all I'm trying to do is meet my sister. And I must say, what a lovely woman she seems to be."
Rafe glared at him. "Don't you even think about going anywhere near Alison again!" He grabbed Stephen, who pushed back Rafe with a lot of force. That then started a fight between the two.
"Rafe!" Alison yelled desperately, "Stop it, please. It's not worth it. We can handle this another way." She then looked at her grandmother. "Nana, I'm really sorry about all of this."
"No problem dear. Well listen, I'll let you all work this out and I'll call you later to see how things went."
"Thank you." Alison kissed her grandma before she went outside. The she looked at Stephen, or whoever he really was, and Rafe.
"Alright, Rafe listen to me. You know how people say that everyone has a look alike? Well maybe Stephen is Caleb's look alike. Think about it. If this was Caleb, he would go straight to Livvie. He wouldn't even try to mess with us until he found Livvie, ok?"
Rafe thought about what she said for a moment. It was true that Caleb would most definitely go straight to Livvie. Maybe this guy really is just a look a like.
"I suppose you could be right, angel." He looked Stephen straight in the eye. "Listen, uh, Stephen, I'm sorry about this. You just look exactly like a man that terrorized this town about a year ago. So just to warn you, a lot of people are going to think that you are Caleb Morley. I hope that we can forget about this."
Stephen smiled. "No problem. Thanks for the warning too. I guess I really do look like this Caleb character, huh?"
Alison nodded and laughed. "Yeah, you have no idea."
Rafe looked around and decided that now would be the time to go. "Well, I should go. I have a story to work on for the newspaper that's due sometime tonight. You two have fun. I'll see you when you get home, angel." He gave Alison a tasteful kiss.
"Thanks sweetheart. Bye." Alison and Stephen got a table and started chatting about themselves. Rafe had a feeling that Stephen was really who he said he was, but he just couldn't help but worry. He decided to call Ian to see if he could come and keep an eye on Alison.
"Hey Ian, its Rafe. Are you busy?"
"Nope, what's up?"
"Well, it's a long story, but Alison's brother is Stephen Clay. Not only that but he looks exactly like Caleb. And I'm talking like identical twins. So I was wondering if you could come and keep an eye on Alison at the Recovery Room, just to be sure everything is ok. I'm pretty sure Stephen is who he says he is, but I just want to be sure."
"No problem Rafe. I don't have to be at the hospital until around 9 tonight so I have some free time. Eve took Danny to the park."
"Great. Thank you, I really appreciate it."
"Anytime my friend. I'll be there in a few minutes."
Rafe hung up his phone and took another look at Alison and Stephen's table. Stephen said something that made Alison laugh. He couldn't help but notice the way that Stephen was looking at Alison: intensely, almost like he wanted her. Rafe shook his head and walked out. He just had to believe that everything was going to be ok and that Stephen really isn't Caleb.
Stephen's cell phone rang while he was eating with Alison. "Will you excuse me a minute, Alison? That's probably my manager."
"Sure."
Stephen went towards the back of the restaurant to answer the phone. "Yes, hello?"
"Why hello...Stephen."
"Joshua, how nice to hear from you." He looked around to make sure no one was listening. "Ok James, it's alright. The coast is clear."
"So Master Caleb, have you encountered the lovely Ms. Barrington yet?"
"Yes I have, and I think I got them all to believe that I really am Stephen Clay and her brother."
James laughed. "Excellent."
Caleb smiled. "Yes, now the only thing I have to do is get Alison alone with me and then I can take her. To tell you the truth, the whole time I was with Olivia, I always thought Alison was beautiful but I never did anything about it. But now I can. And there isn't a thing that Rafe Kovich will be able to do about it this time."
"It certainly has been a while, hasn't it Port Charles?" He got out his blue bottle and took a sip. "Well get ready ladies and gentlemen. You're in for the show of a lifetime."
Meanwhile, Alison was waiting at the Recovery Room with Rafe and her grandmother. She was nervously pacing by the window, looking at the cars as they pulled into the parking lot.
"Alison darling, be patient. He'll be here soon," Alison's grandmother assured her.
"Yeah angel, don't worry," Rafe added, putting his arm around his wife.
"But he's almost half an hour late!" Alison sighed and got up to look out the window again. There was a black limo pulling to the side of the restaurant. "Finally, he's here!" Alison rushed to the door to greet him.
"Hello, you must be Alison. I'm Stephen. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Alison extended her hand to his. "And it's a pleasure to..." she stopped mid sentence when she got a look into his dark, chocolate eyes. She had seen him somewhere before. He looked so dangerously familiar but she couldn't quite grasp where she had seen him. He did resemble her father in a way, but that wasn't what made him look so familiar.
"No, I'm seeing things. There's no way," Rafe said as he looked at Stephen from the table.
"What's wrong, Rafe?"
"Nothing, Amanda. Don't worry about it. I need to go take care of something."
Rafe walked over to Alison and Stephen and pulled Alison back. "Caleb, get your hands off my wife!" Alison then realized where she had seen him from.
"Excuse me? I think you have me confused with someone else. I'm Stephen Clay."
Rafe laughed. "Yeah, right. Just like you were Michael Morley. You can't play games with us this time. We know exactly who you are."
"Look I don't know who this Caleb or Michael person is, or whoever it is that you think I am, but I am Stephen Clay. And I really don't appreciate being interrupted like this when I am trying to get acquainted with my sister."
"You damn liar!" Rafe tried to take a punch at Stephen but Amanda rushed over at pulled him back.
"Rafe! Just what do you think you are doing?"
"I'm trying to protect your daughter, Mrs. Barrington."
"Well if this continues, I'll have to call the police. This is her brother."
"I'm afraid he's not."
Stephen cleared his throat. "Look everyone, I really am sorry I caused this commotion, but really all I'm trying to do is meet my sister. And I must say, what a lovely woman she seems to be."
Rafe glared at him. "Don't you even think about going anywhere near Alison again!" He grabbed Stephen, who pushed back Rafe with a lot of force. That then started a fight between the two.
"Rafe!" Alison yelled desperately, "Stop it, please. It's not worth it. We can handle this another way." She then looked at her grandmother. "Nana, I'm really sorry about all of this."
"No problem dear. Well listen, I'll let you all work this out and I'll call you later to see how things went."
"Thank you." Alison kissed her grandma before she went outside. The she looked at Stephen, or whoever he really was, and Rafe.
"Alright, Rafe listen to me. You know how people say that everyone has a look alike? Well maybe Stephen is Caleb's look alike. Think about it. If this was Caleb, he would go straight to Livvie. He wouldn't even try to mess with us until he found Livvie, ok?"
Rafe thought about what she said for a moment. It was true that Caleb would most definitely go straight to Livvie. Maybe this guy really is just a look a like.
"I suppose you could be right, angel." He looked Stephen straight in the eye. "Listen, uh, Stephen, I'm sorry about this. You just look exactly like a man that terrorized this town about a year ago. So just to warn you, a lot of people are going to think that you are Caleb Morley. I hope that we can forget about this."
Stephen smiled. "No problem. Thanks for the warning too. I guess I really do look like this Caleb character, huh?"
Alison nodded and laughed. "Yeah, you have no idea."
Rafe looked around and decided that now would be the time to go. "Well, I should go. I have a story to work on for the newspaper that's due sometime tonight. You two have fun. I'll see you when you get home, angel." He gave Alison a tasteful kiss.
"Thanks sweetheart. Bye." Alison and Stephen got a table and started chatting about themselves. Rafe had a feeling that Stephen was really who he said he was, but he just couldn't help but worry. He decided to call Ian to see if he could come and keep an eye on Alison.
"Hey Ian, its Rafe. Are you busy?"
"Nope, what's up?"
"Well, it's a long story, but Alison's brother is Stephen Clay. Not only that but he looks exactly like Caleb. And I'm talking like identical twins. So I was wondering if you could come and keep an eye on Alison at the Recovery Room, just to be sure everything is ok. I'm pretty sure Stephen is who he says he is, but I just want to be sure."
"No problem Rafe. I don't have to be at the hospital until around 9 tonight so I have some free time. Eve took Danny to the park."
"Great. Thank you, I really appreciate it."
"Anytime my friend. I'll be there in a few minutes."
Rafe hung up his phone and took another look at Alison and Stephen's table. Stephen said something that made Alison laugh. He couldn't help but notice the way that Stephen was looking at Alison: intensely, almost like he wanted her. Rafe shook his head and walked out. He just had to believe that everything was going to be ok and that Stephen really isn't Caleb.
Stephen's cell phone rang while he was eating with Alison. "Will you excuse me a minute, Alison? That's probably my manager."
"Sure."
Stephen went towards the back of the restaurant to answer the phone. "Yes, hello?"
"Why hello...Stephen."
"Joshua, how nice to hear from you." He looked around to make sure no one was listening. "Ok James, it's alright. The coast is clear."
"So Master Caleb, have you encountered the lovely Ms. Barrington yet?"
"Yes I have, and I think I got them all to believe that I really am Stephen Clay and her brother."
James laughed. "Excellent."
Caleb smiled. "Yes, now the only thing I have to do is get Alison alone with me and then I can take her. To tell you the truth, the whole time I was with Olivia, I always thought Alison was beautiful but I never did anything about it. But now I can. And there isn't a thing that Rafe Kovich will be able to do about it this time."