Fox and Theresa entered the coffee shop and chose a secluded corner of the room so that they could talk. "This is nice," Theresa said once they seated themselves. Fox nodded his agreement and sat down. Theresa began to reminisce about their times together in Harmony.
"Remember our nightcaps back in Harmony?" Theresa asked Fox.
"Yeah," Fox replied fondly. "I always enjoyed those."
"Me too." Theresa said. "You know, it's funny how close we got in such a short time."
"Well, we spent a lot of time with one another." Fox pointed out.
"True." Theresa replied. "Plus, we have a lot in common."
"We do." Fox admitted. After awhile Theresa started laughing. "What's so funny?" Fox asked.
"I was just remembering how you scared me to death the night we met."
Fox laughed too. "I scared you pretty good, didn't I?"
"Yeah." Theresa said.
"You know, you were the nicest one to me when I returned to Harmony." Fox recalled.
"Well, I liked you a lot." Theresa explained.
"Despite all the people who vilified my name?" Fox asked.
"Everyone seemed to always have something bad to say about you. It wasn't fair that they put you down like that." Theresa said with a frown of disapproval.
"I'm not the most well-liked person in the family." Fox said in a cheerless tone. "I could care less though."
"Well, you're my favorite Crane." Theresa replied nudging him playfully.
"Am I?" Fox said smiling.
"Yeah." Theresa said. Something had been bothering her lately, so she decided to address it. "Can I ask you something, Fox?"
"Sure." Fox replied. "What do you want to know?"
"This may sound, weird." Theresa warned.
"Okay," Fox said intrigued with the tone of Theresa's voice. "What is it?"
"Were you ever interested in me?" She asked avoiding his gaze.
"Honestly," Fox began. "I was interested in you. From the minute we met, I liked you. When I first heard you married my father, I thought you were just another gold digging woman after the Crane money. Then, when I got to know you, I liked you a lot more. I understood you a lot better. You were gorgeous in that bridesmaid dress at your brother's wedding by the way." Fox remembered in awe the way Theresa looked that day. That day he had thought that he had never seen anything so beautiful in his life.
"Well, thank you." Theresa replied blushing a little.
"Anyhow, I shared a lot of things with you that I had never told anybody else. You got a view of me that other people hardly ever see." Fox said quietly.
"I'm glad I got to see that other side of you Fox." Theresa replied even quieter.
Silence came between them as they contemplated each others' words. Fox cleared his throat and got up. "I'm going to grab a cup of coffee. Would you like one?"
"Sure." Theresa replied. What's with all this awkward silence that comes between us? Theresa thought to herself.
Fox returned a few minutes later. He sat back down and handed Theresa her cup of coffee. "Thanks." She said.
"You're welcome." Fox replied. Theresa went to take a sip of her coffee when he asked, "Were you ever interested in me?" Theresa almost choked. She swallowed hard and coughed.
"You all right?" Fox asked as he patted her back. Theresa nodded, still unable to speak. "Forget I even asked." Fox said shaking his head. He cleared his throat again. "So, what's been going on in your life?"
Theresa thought for a moment and decided to tell Fox about the paternity test. She felt that she could confide in him. "Well," Theresa began. "Ethan and I decided to have a paternity done to see if~well, you know." Theresa said. Fox already knew about the whole ordeal and was more interested in knowing if his half-brother was indeed the father of Theresa's child. "I see." Fox said trying to sound surprised. "Do you know the results yet?"
"I found out that, um, Ethan is the father of my child." Theresa said. Fox wasn't surprised and said, "At least Little Ethan doesn't have to have Julian as his father."
"Yeah, I'm glad Julian isn't the father." Theresa said. "No offense though."
"None taken." Fox replied.
"I can't believe Bruce set me and Julian up. I will never forgive that man."
"Bruce was a jerk." Fox commented. "If he ever shows his face again, I'll personally take him out."
"Thanks, Fox." Theresa said. "Did I ever thank you for standing up for me when Julian tried throwing me out?"
"I don't recall." Fox mumbled looking into his coffee cup.
"It's a thanks long overdue. You know, once I think about it, you were there for me so many times."
"I was, huh?" Fox said.
"Yeah." Theresa remembered. "You're really a wonderful man, Fox."
"You're not so bad yourself, Theresa."
"Your turn." Theresa said smiling. "What's going on with you?" Please don't tell me you're still going after Whitney.
"Nothing much." Fox replied. "I'm planning on going to this huge event in a couple of weeks. Supposedly all these famous people in the music biz are going to be there."
"Wow." Theresa said impressed. "Are you bringing a date?" She hinted.
"You should come along." Fox said. "It'll be fun."
Theresa was ecstatic, but her happiness did not last long for Fox mentioned that he was planning on taking Whitney. "Why Whitney?" Theresa asked. "Does Chad know?"
"No, not yet. You see, Chad was already told to go with Syd."
"Oh." Theresa said disappointedly.
"Hey you two!" Dylan said cheerfully.
"Dylan?" Theresa said in surprise. "What're you doing here?"
"You are looking at the manager of this fine coffee shop, my dear."
"You work here?" Fox asked a little stunned.
"Yeah. I figured this job was better than nothing. It's only temporary though. I'm trying to buy this old club from this guy. It's a real fixer-upper, and I'm planning on turning it into one of the hottest clubs L.A. has ever seen."
"That's really ambitious." Theresa replied smiling.
"Yeah." Dylan replied. "Anyhow, what're you two talking about."
"Well," Fox answered. "I was just telling Theresa about this really big event that she should go to."
"Really? What is it about?" Dylan asked.
"All the important music producers and there clients will be there." Fox said.
"How'd you get invited?" Dylan wondered.
"I have connections." Fox said.
"I see." Dylan replied. "Well, Theresa, you should go. It sounds like fun."
"I don't have anyone to go with." Theresa said.
"Why don't you go with Fox?" Dylan suggested.
Theresa glanced at Fox. "He's taken." She said simply.
"That's a shame." Dylan said. "A beautiful girl like you can surely find a date. In fact, he may be standing right in front of you." Dylan winked.
Theresa smiled. "I have an idea," She said. "Dylan, would you like to be my date?"
Dylan grinned boyishly. "I would love to." Fox sat back with a troubled looked on his face.
Theresa's cell rang. She glanced at the caller ID and said, "Excuse me for a minute" to Fox and Dylan.
Dylan sat down and patted his friend on the shoulder. "I am one lucky man, huh?" He asked wondering if he struck a nerve.
"Don't start with me, Dylan." Fox warned as he watched Theresa. He saw a disturbed and flabbergasted look on Theresa's face. "Oh my God." Theresa said softly.
"What is it?" Fox asked as he went up to Theresa. "What's wrong?" He asked as he steadied her by holding her shoulders.
"Whitney was arrested."