* I am not affiliated with NBC's Passions or James E. Reilly. I am simply
borrowing the characters
C H A P T E R S E V E N T E E N
A Secret Revealed
On the way back to the apartment, Chad remained silent. He contemplated the offer Syd presented to him back at the studio.
"Chad, honey, are you all right?" Whitney asked as she stroked the back of his neck.
"No," Chad admitted. "I'm not. I'd rather not talk about it right now."
"Oh, okay." Whitney said softly. "I won't pressure you to do anything you don't want to do."
Too bad Syd doesn't think like that. Chad thought sullenly. Before he said anything more aloud, Whitney's cell rang.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey, it's Fox."
"Oh, hey." Whitney said. "What's up?"
"Me, Theresa, and Dylan are heading up to the hospital"
"Oh my God!" Whitney interrupted. "Is everything all right?" Who's Dylan? She wondered.
"Everything's fine. Gwen's in labor."
"Oh my gosh." Whitney said excitedly. "I hope she's doing all right."
"Yeah. We've just reached the hospital parking lot."
"Okay, well, me and Chad will be at the apartment. If anything happens, give us a call."
"Sure." Fox said quickly. "There's something else I'd like to talk to you about, but I'll tell you when I see you"
"Uh- okay." Whitney said slowly. "Bye Fox." She hung up.
"Who was that?" Chad asked.
"Fox. Gwen's in labor. Fox and Theresa are at the hospital right now."
"Do you want to go there?" Chad asked slowing down. "I could turn the car around."
"Nah- we can head back to the apartment. I told Fox to call us if anything came up."
"Okay," Chad answered.
Whitney opened the car window to let the fresh air sweep in. It was refreshing to feel the wind in her hair. Whitney sighed as troubling thoughts clouded her mind. What if Fox tells me he loves me? What will Chad do if he finds out?
~*~
"Who was on the phone Fox?" Dylan asked. "Was it your mystery woman?" He teased.
"Can't you give it a rest?" Fox asked.
Dylan sighed. "Not until you tell me who you were just talking to."
"If it makes you happy, it was my mystery woman." Fox admitted. Theresa coughed.
"Okay, I'll give you a break for now. No more teasing." Dylan said.
All three got out of the car. Theresa rushed off ahead of them.
"Quick on her feet, isn't she?" Dylan commented.
"When it comes to Ethan, she'll go running and before you know it, she's right there with him." Fox frowned as he replied.
"Hmm." Dylan said noting Fox's expression. "Ya really think she's rushing off to Ethan? What about her child? Wouldn't you think she's trying to get there as fast as she can to be with her kid?"
"She does love Little Ethan a lot. So, I suppose that's a legitimate reason."
"Is Theresa over Ethan?" Dylan asked.
"I don't believe so."
"Why would you say that?" Dylan wondered.
"Theresa told me once before that she was over Ethan. She lied to me. She wasn't over him at all." Fox clenched his jaw.
"Oh." Dylan replied. "Well, looks like I'm going to have to get her mind off of that Ethan once and for all."
"What are you talking about?" Fox asked.
"Well, I like Theresa and hopefully she likes me back. I'm going to plan the most romantic evening she'll ever have. You know, the works. Let's see, a midnight picnic by the ocean under the stars. I'll sprinkle rose petals, light candles, and play some soft music. Think she'll like that?"
"I guess." Fox said.
Dylan thought for a minute. "I can't cook very well though. Hm, you think you could help me out, ol' pal?"
Fox paused for a long while. "Uh- sure." He answered reluctantly.
"Great! But don't tell her though. I want it to be a surprise. Who knows? Maybe I'll get lucky with her."
"Don't you dare try anything with her." Fox said suddenly.
"Like what?"
"Like, trying to sleep with her. I know you Dylan."
"Oh please, Fox. My past of women isn't notorious as yours. You're one to talk about sleeping with woman you hardly know." Fox said nothing. "Anyway," Dylan continued. "Can I borrow your cell? My battery just died."
"Fine." Fox said handing the phone to Dylan.
Dylan decided to take the opportunity to find out the name of the mystery woman. She should be on his call list. Let's see. "Whitney Russell." Dylan said aloud. "Your mystery woman is Whitney Russell." ~*~
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C H A P T E R S E V E N T E E N
A Secret Revealed
On the way back to the apartment, Chad remained silent. He contemplated the offer Syd presented to him back at the studio.
"Chad, honey, are you all right?" Whitney asked as she stroked the back of his neck.
"No," Chad admitted. "I'm not. I'd rather not talk about it right now."
"Oh, okay." Whitney said softly. "I won't pressure you to do anything you don't want to do."
Too bad Syd doesn't think like that. Chad thought sullenly. Before he said anything more aloud, Whitney's cell rang.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Hey, it's Fox."
"Oh, hey." Whitney said. "What's up?"
"Me, Theresa, and Dylan are heading up to the hospital"
"Oh my God!" Whitney interrupted. "Is everything all right?" Who's Dylan? She wondered.
"Everything's fine. Gwen's in labor."
"Oh my gosh." Whitney said excitedly. "I hope she's doing all right."
"Yeah. We've just reached the hospital parking lot."
"Okay, well, me and Chad will be at the apartment. If anything happens, give us a call."
"Sure." Fox said quickly. "There's something else I'd like to talk to you about, but I'll tell you when I see you"
"Uh- okay." Whitney said slowly. "Bye Fox." She hung up.
"Who was that?" Chad asked.
"Fox. Gwen's in labor. Fox and Theresa are at the hospital right now."
"Do you want to go there?" Chad asked slowing down. "I could turn the car around."
"Nah- we can head back to the apartment. I told Fox to call us if anything came up."
"Okay," Chad answered.
Whitney opened the car window to let the fresh air sweep in. It was refreshing to feel the wind in her hair. Whitney sighed as troubling thoughts clouded her mind. What if Fox tells me he loves me? What will Chad do if he finds out?
~*~
"Who was on the phone Fox?" Dylan asked. "Was it your mystery woman?" He teased.
"Can't you give it a rest?" Fox asked.
Dylan sighed. "Not until you tell me who you were just talking to."
"If it makes you happy, it was my mystery woman." Fox admitted. Theresa coughed.
"Okay, I'll give you a break for now. No more teasing." Dylan said.
All three got out of the car. Theresa rushed off ahead of them.
"Quick on her feet, isn't she?" Dylan commented.
"When it comes to Ethan, she'll go running and before you know it, she's right there with him." Fox frowned as he replied.
"Hmm." Dylan said noting Fox's expression. "Ya really think she's rushing off to Ethan? What about her child? Wouldn't you think she's trying to get there as fast as she can to be with her kid?"
"She does love Little Ethan a lot. So, I suppose that's a legitimate reason."
"Is Theresa over Ethan?" Dylan asked.
"I don't believe so."
"Why would you say that?" Dylan wondered.
"Theresa told me once before that she was over Ethan. She lied to me. She wasn't over him at all." Fox clenched his jaw.
"Oh." Dylan replied. "Well, looks like I'm going to have to get her mind off of that Ethan once and for all."
"What are you talking about?" Fox asked.
"Well, I like Theresa and hopefully she likes me back. I'm going to plan the most romantic evening she'll ever have. You know, the works. Let's see, a midnight picnic by the ocean under the stars. I'll sprinkle rose petals, light candles, and play some soft music. Think she'll like that?"
"I guess." Fox said.
Dylan thought for a minute. "I can't cook very well though. Hm, you think you could help me out, ol' pal?"
Fox paused for a long while. "Uh- sure." He answered reluctantly.
"Great! But don't tell her though. I want it to be a surprise. Who knows? Maybe I'll get lucky with her."
"Don't you dare try anything with her." Fox said suddenly.
"Like what?"
"Like, trying to sleep with her. I know you Dylan."
"Oh please, Fox. My past of women isn't notorious as yours. You're one to talk about sleeping with woman you hardly know." Fox said nothing. "Anyway," Dylan continued. "Can I borrow your cell? My battery just died."
"Fine." Fox said handing the phone to Dylan.
Dylan decided to take the opportunity to find out the name of the mystery woman. She should be on his call list. Let's see. "Whitney Russell." Dylan said aloud. "Your mystery woman is Whitney Russell." ~*~
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