Edmund paced the floor nervously, running his fingers back through his hair. "You're going to wear a hole in the carpet," Brooke said. "Edmund sit." Edmund shook his head, stopping in his tracks. He rubbed his temples as Brooke stood and approached him. "Please," she said, taking hold of his arms. "Please just sit down. You're not going to do yourself any good being nervous."

"My baby's in the hospital, Brooke," Edmund said. "My little girl is sick and I'm stuck here. She doesn't have anyone there. Maria's off somewhere with..."

"I am sure that Isabella got ion touch with Maria," Brooke interrupted him. "And we'll be back in Pine Valley in no time." Edmund averted his gaze from her, but Brooke lifted her hand, turning his head to look her in the eye. "Everything's going to fine, Edmund. Tad went to see why it's taking so long for us to board. He'll be back, we'll all get on the plane, and we'll fly back to Pine Valley." she paused. "I've arranged for a car to pick us up and get us to the hospital. We won't waste a second. I swear, OK?"

Edmund nodded as Tad slowly made his way to them. "Not too much longer," he said.

"What's taking so long?" Edmund asked.

"This is the plane's first run today." Tad said. "They're still running the check on the engine. Standard procedure."

Edmund took a deep breath. "I think I'll go call the hospital," he said. "Tell them we're still in New York."

Brooke nodded. As Edmund walked away from them, Tad reached over and took Brooke's' hand. "Are you OK?" he asked.

"So far so good," Brooke assured him. "I'm just glad this is almost over. I never thought I'd be happier to see Pine Valley."

"You said it," Tad said. "Back to some type of normalcy."

They hear the announcement over the intercom. "Flight 126 to Pine Valley, Pennsylvania is now boarding."

"Edmund!" Brooke waved him over. Edmund nodded, still on the phone, motioning for them to get on the plane. Brooke and Tad turned, getting on the plane. Edmund continued to pace, talking on the phone.

"You haven't been able to get in touch with Maria?" Edmund asked. "...but is she doing any better?.. Isabella, we're getting on the plane now, so I'll be there as soon as I can... Tell Maddie I love her very much and that I'll see her soon... OK."

Edmund hung up the phone and put it in his jacket pocket as he boarded the plane. he made his way to his seat on the aisle. He rested his head back, his eyes shut when he felt a hand come down on his shoulder. Edmund jumped, looking over at Brooke.

"How is she?" Brooke asked.

Edmund shrugged. "About the same," he said. "Isabella can't get in touch with Maria..."

Brooke gently squeezed hi shoulder. "We'll be there in about no time at all." Edmund put his hand over hers. "She'll find Maria." broke faced him, looking him in the eye. "Maria loves those kids too much not to show up."

"It's not her not showing up that I'm worried about." he aid.

"Please take your seat, ma'am," the flight attendant said to Brooke. "We're about to take off."

Brooke gave Edmund's shoulder one last squeeze. "Hang in there," she said. "Before going back to her seat.

"How's he doing?" Tad asked.

Brooke shook her head. "He just wants to see his little girl," she paused. "Isabella still can't get in touch with Maria..."

"I thought everything was getting back to normal with them."

Brooke chuckled softly. "She remembered a little," she said. "But that's it. I think Edmund's just about given up hope." she paused. "Maria was the love of his life, Tad. It's just like she's dies all over again." Brooke sighed.

"Will you stop blaming yourself for this." Tad said.

"I am not blaming myself for anything." Tad raised his eyebrows. "I got over blaming myself a long time ago."

"Liar." Brooke just looked at him. "I can read you like a book. You can't pull one over on me... no matter how hard you try."

"Well, how can I not blame myself?" Brooke said, turning her body in her seat to face him. "Who knows if things wouldn't be different now if I had just... said what I knew... that Maria was alive."

"Hey, I could have said something..."

Brooke shook her head. "You didn't see her, Tad. I saw her... and then I went right back to Pine Valley and married Edmund anyway."

"What's with the 'what ifs' all of a sudden?" Tad asked.

"It's just that I've been made Pine Valley pariah... with good reason... and I guess that with the Endicott... with Tempo getting this award, it just brings back a flood of memories... and I think of... of all the people who would have been better off knowing the truth."

"It's not like you can go back and change it." Tad said. "It's over and done with. There's no point in driving yourself crazy over what could have been... because if that's the case, we should start questioning everything. Everything, Brooke." Tad reached out and took her hand. "And I know that you don't want to start to question your entire life."

"You mean us." Brooke said. "Tad. What we have right now... It's the only thing that seems so right in my life. I could never question that. Ever."

Tad smiled. "Well that's good to know," he said. "We both have at least one thing right in our lives... eachother." he paused. "Don't ever let that go, Brooke. No matter what."

Brooke nodded, a smile on her face as she leaned back once again in her seat. She finally felt relaxed and somewhat at peace as the airplane made it's way towards Pine Valley. The flight was calm and quiet, finally putting to bed all of Brooke's worries and her deepest fears.

This serenity however was short lived. It was all brought to a sudden halt. The cabin of the plane began to shake.

Brooke jumped, her face fear stricken. "Oh, my God," she said. "It's happening again."