A/N: After being addicted to fan fiction for almost a year, I decided to write one on my
favorite couple. Go easy on me, but please review ? I set this story on the 4th of July,
which in my universe is one week after Brady admitted his love for Chloe to the snow globe (lol).
I can't decide whether to leave the story as is (sort of cliffhanger), or if I should continue
-let me know what you think. Thanks!!!
Brady put the vacuum away and looked at the clock. 8:56 "Almost time to pick up my surprise
for Chloe," he thought as he jogged upstairs to get into the shower.
Brady hardly slept the night before, and, at 6am, he finally gave in and decided to get up and
do something productive, not to mention completely out of character...he started cleaning the
loft. He knew the reason he couldn't sleep...he was nervous about his "date" tonight to watch
the meteor showers with Chloe. He just couldn't figure out why he was nervous. It was just
Chloe. They'd spent lots of time together before. Why should tonight be any different?
"Because you want tonight to be perfect for her," he reminded himself. "Not to mention you just
realized that you're in love with her." But that was something Chloe couldn't know. Not yet
anyway. Not while she was sick. He made that decision last week after he confessed his love to
Belle, or, rather, to his snow globe. He thought long and hard on that walk from the loft to the
hospital and decided Chloe had enough going in her life. She was scared about her illness, not
to mention confused about her feelings for his uncle. The last thing she needed was another man
vying for her affections. So, for a while, Brady Black, perspective boyfriend would have to
wait. What Chloe needed right now was Brady Black, best friend. And he was going to give that
to her with everything he had in him. That included making tonight special for her. He wanted
to give her hope...something to believe in. He knew that staring at those four hospital room
walls wasn't going to do that for her. But he would.
Brady threw on a pair of jeans and a black muscle shirt and threw together a bag with a change of
clothes before going downstairs. He was just about to walk out the door when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Brady! I'm so glad you're there," Belle's perky voice rang out.
"Hey Tink. What's up?"
"Well, I was calling because I was hoping you would go to the Horton-Brady picnic with Mom, Dad,
Caprice, and I."
"Actually Tink I kind of..."
Belle interrupted, "Please Brady. I know you want to go and see Chloe, but you don't have to
stay long. It's just...well...you know how weird things have been with Mom and Dad since Tony
Dimera came back to town, and I just think it would be nice to be together with our family and
friends and have a fun time. Please Brady. Not just for me, but for our family."
Brady could practically hear the puppy dog face over the phone. "All right, Tinkerbelle. I'll
go. But only for a little while. I have a lot of things to plan for tonight."
"Right...for your date with Chloe," Belle teased.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that."
"But that's what you called it when you asked her, isn't it?"
"Yes, Belle, but she's not thinking of it as that kind of date. She's just thinking of it as two
friends spending time together...nothing more."
"I'm sorry, Brady. I'm so happy that you're in love, but I'm so sorry about the circumstances.
But don't worry. Dr. Wesley will find a bone marrow donor, Chloe will get better, and you'll be
able to tell her how you feel about her."
"Ever the optimist, Tink. That's what I love about you. Anyway, I'm headed to Salem Place right
now, but I'll meet you at the picnic in about a half hour, ok?"
"All right. See you then big bro."
"Bye Tink."
"Oh Chloe," he whispered, "if only I had realized my feelings sooner."
He exited the loft, unaware of the swirling snow in the Hollywood globe.
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Chloe woke to the door creaking open.
"Good morning sweetheart," Nancy said as she entered the room. "How did you sleep?"
"Ok," Chloe answered sleepily. "As well as I can sleep in this hospital bed."
"I'm sorry sweetheart, but you know you have to stay here to recover."
"I know. I didn't mean to complain. I just feel like I can't move in this bed with these
machines around. I'm feeling fine though. Anyway, what are your plans for today? Belle told me
about the Horton-Brady picnic. Are you and Craig going?"
"Oh, sweetheart, I thought I'd stay here and we could spend some time together. We could watch
movies, or talk, or..."
"Nancy!" Chloe interrupted. "You've been here every day and night, either visiting me, or
helping Craig make calls about finding me a donor. I think you deserve a break. Besides, the
picnic sounds like fun."
"Oh honey I don't mind staying. Besides, I'm not a Horton or a Brady."
"Enough with the excuses, Nancy! Belle told me all about the picnic. The Hortons and Bradys
started the tradition, but practically the whole town is invited. And I know I heard Dr. Evans
ask you to go the other day when she stopped in."
"All right, sweetheart. I'll give it some thought. Anyway, tonight is the meteor shower! I
know Brady is excited about watching it with you!"
"Yeah. I'm excited too. Mom?"
Nancy's eyes welled up with tears at that word.
"Yes sweetheart?"
"Would you help me to get ready for tonight before you leave? I want to look special. I don't
want Brady to feel like he's with an invalid tonight, and..."
Nancy interrupted, "Chloe, you know he would never think of you like that. He's very..."
"I know Nancy, I know. Brady always accepts me the way that I am. But I want tonight to be
special. I want to feel like me...and I want him to see me."
"All right, sweetheart. I know just what to do."
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"There you are, Brady!" Belle squealed as she pulled Brady toward the festivities. "I'm so glad
you're here. Shawn hasn't shown up yet, and I've been going crazy. You can cut the tension at
that table with a knife," she said, nodding towards a picnic table where Abe, Bo, Hope, John,
Marlena, and Roman were gathered. They were all dressed for a summer picnic, but their somber,
determined expressions showed they were clearly talking business...most likely about Tony Dimera. Off to the side, Jennifer Horton and Jack Deveraux were playing with their daughter, Abby. Or, rather, half playing, half taking notes on the conversation going on at the picnic table.
"Wow, you're right, Tink. This is more like a funeral than a picnic. We need to think of
something to lighten up the mood."
"I know. I wish Shawn would get here with Zack. That might at least cheer Bo and Hope up."
"That's it Tink! That's what's missing! The kids. So far, Abby is the only kid here.
Think about it. There really haven't been a lot of kids at this thing since you, Shawn, and I
were little. That might just be what they need to get their minds off of their problems.
Listen, you call Shawn and get him to bring Zack ASAP, and then call Lucas and see if he'll stop
by with Will. I'm going to find Mrs. Horton and make some arrangements."
A half hour later
Belle raced over to Brady's jeep when she saw it pull in at the picnic sight.
"Brady! Where have you been? I was wo-"
Belle stopped as she noticed the parade of kids getting out of the "hip, happenin' jeep."
"Brady! Where did you get all of these children?? You didn't kidnap them, did you?"
"No Belle, I did not kidnap them. These are the orphans from the Horton Center. I asked Mrs.
Horton if they could join in on the festivities, and she thought it was a wonderful idea. She
also arranged for Mickey and Maggie to take them back at the end of the night. I figured maybe
this would remind our parents and the others that even though there are some bad things going on
right now, they have a lot to be thankful for. Not to mention the kids will have a great time."
"Brady, you're the best! I think being in love agrees with you," Belle said, hugging her
brother.
"This isn't all. The best part should be coming soon. Where's Shawn? Is he here yet?"
"He's over there with his grandparents."
"Ok, well, we need to get him over here soon."
"I'll get him." Belle replied.
"Son, I am so proud of you," John Black commented, as he walked over and put his arm around
Brady.
"You have a heart of gold. These kids from the Horton Center deserve a good time."
"Well, I'm glad you feel that way, Dad, because I have another surprise, and I sort of
borrowed-."
Brady was cut off by his sister's squeal of excitement. "Oh my gosh!"
Everyone at the picnic looked to see where the commotion was coming from, and was surprised to
see the new arrivals at the picnic-the Reibers.
"J.T.!" Shawn exclaimed, taking his little brother from Glenn and swinging him in circles.
Bo and Hope raced over. "It's so good to see you," Hope said.
"Yeah, it really is," Bo, agreed. "But how did you know about the picnic? And how did you get
here?"
Barb answered, "Well, Brady here called us and told us about the picnic. We got here in style-
John Black's private jet."
"Well, my work here is done," Brady, said, as he gave his sister one of his famous wink-smile
combinations. And then he left.
John stared after his son with a raised eyebrow. "Is it me, or did my son just leave a picnic
without eating a thing?"
Belle just smiled and shrugged.
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"Feel better now, sweetheart?" Nancy asked as she French braided Chloe's hair. They had spent
the last hour getting Chloe bathed and washing her hair. Chloe wished that she had been strong
enough to do all of that herself, but she kind of liked having her mother there to help her. It
was nice to be pampered now and then, even though it was because she was sick. And Nancy had
come armed with bubble bath, shower gels, lotions...the works.
"I feel much better. I just have one last request."
"What's that Chloe honey?"
"Well, I'm getting sick of this hospital gown. I was wondering if you could bring some of my
pajamas from home."
"I don't know honey. I mean, I know those gowns can be uncomfortable and kind of embarrassing,
but they like you to wear them so that if something happens, they can easily be moved out of the
way."
"I know, but nothing has happened to me in days. I'm recovering from the chemo, that's all. I
feel a little nauseous from time to time, like I have the flu or something, and my muscles ache,
but I don't think I'm in any danger of passing out again."
"Tell you what, I'll talk to Craig and Dr. Murphy about it, and we'll see. I'm not making any
promises though."
"Thanks...Mom." Chloe still felt a little awkward calling Nancy "mom," but she knew what a gift
it was for Nancy to hear that word.
"You're welcome, baby."
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Brady arrived at the hospital and went straight to Craig's office.
"Well hello Brady. You're here early."
"I still have a few things to set up for tonight. I just came by to thank you again for helping
me plan this. I could never have done it without you."
"You're welcome, Brady. I know you care about Chloe, and it means a lot to Nancy and I that you
have been around so much. I think tonight will be a breath of fresh air for her.... literally.
Just remember, she needs her rest, so don't keep her up too long."
"I know, Dr. Wesley. You don't have to worry."
"Ok, Brady. Well, I'm going to go find Nancy, and head over to that 4th of July picnic."
"I was over there earlier. It was a good time."
"Is the food good? I'm starved."
"Actually, I didn't have time to eat. I wanted to get over here to set things up for tonight.
See you Dr. Wesley." Brady walked off to change clothes and finish his plans, leaving Craig
standing there, dumbfounded.
"Brady Black would rather come to the hospital than stay at a picnic to eat. That boy must be
head over heels." Shaking his head, he went to find Nancy.
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"It's finally time," Brady thought as he walked down the hall to Chloe's room. He had traded in
his jeans and muscle shirt for khakis and a blue dress shirt that brought out his eyes. He
carried a bouquet of flowers and a grocery bag. He couldn't wait to see Chloe. He hoped he
wasn't over dressed. He knew she couldn't do much better than the blue and white hospital gown,
but to him, she was beautiful no matter what she looked like. Her outer beauty was a bonus, but
it was nothing compared to the beauty of her soul.... a soul he knew so well that it felt like
the missing half of his own.
His nerves were acting up again, and his breath caught as he slowly opened the door to her room. She was sitting by the window with her headphones on, and hadn't noticed he'd come in. She was gorgeous. She was wearing a lavender satin tank top with matching pajama pants and slippers. Her hair was pulled back into an elegant French braid, and her face had more color in it than it had in days. He stepped further into the room and set the grocery bag on the bed, and hid the flowers behind his back.
She couldn't explain it, but Chloe felt a change in the electricity of the room. It was a
familiar sensation to her now. It meant Brady was near. She just didn't understand where the
feeling came from, or how she always knew. She shut off the music and turned towards the door.
Sure enough, there he was.
"Brady."
"Hey Diva."
"You haven't called me that for awhile."
"You sound disappointed. I thought you hated it when I called you that."
"Actually I kind of like it now. Now that we're getting along, it doesn't sound like an insult.
It sounds almost...endearing." Chloe noticed Brady's blush and changed the subject. "So
what's behind your back, Brady?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all," Brady teased.
"Oh come on Brady! Tell me!!! Please!" Chloe pouted.
"The puppy dog face! I'm a sucker for the puppy dog face. All right, Diva. I do have something
behind my back. Something for you. Now, I know these aren't as great as the roses Uncle Phil
got you, but, I think they fit the theme of the evening."
Brady brought the bouquet out from behind his back and handed it to Chloe.
"Star gazer lilies," she whispered. "They're beautiful, Brady." She reached out and gently took
his hand. "I really appreciate you giving up your holiday to be here with me. It means so much
to me."
Brady's voice was soft and husky. "Diva, I'm not giving up anything. And there's no place in
the world I'd rather be." Brady pulled her to her feet and into an embrace. He ran his hands up
and down her back as he breathed in the familiar scent of jasmine. He closed his eyes as his
emotions conflicted. Part of him loved the sensation he got from holding her. The other part
was in pain because he knew he couldn't share his feelings with her.
Chloe was in heaven being enfolded in Brady's warm, safe embrace. Every time they touched it was
a gift to her. Ever since she was diagnosed, she felt like she was on the road to death's door.
But, when Brady touched her, whether he took her hand, stroked her cheek, or held her, she felt
alive. She felt electricity. And she loved it. She savored the feeling of Brady's strong hands
running up and down her back. She breathed in his cologne, and rested her head on his shoulder.
Unseen by either of them, a vision in white appeared...Isabella Toscano Black. "She needs your
love, Brady. Tell her how you feel," she urged, and then was gone.
Brady gently pulled away from Chloe to look into her eyes. A strange sensation ran through his
body, just as it had the night in the loft when he'd first admitted his love for his diva.
\Staring into Chloe's eyes, Brady started to speak.
"Chloe..."
"Brady, what is it," she asked, concerned by the mix of emotions in his eyes.
"Chloe I...I have another surprise for you." He pulled completely out of the hug and went back
to the grocery bag that he had set aside earlier.
"Now, Craig told me that you get a little sick sometimes, and might not have much of an appetite,
but I figured I'd take my chances." He proceeded to pull out two spoons and...
"ICE CREAM!" Chloe shouted.
"Your favorite."
"Brady you are the BEST!"
"I figured we could share. I haven't eaten anything all day."
"Wait a minute! Brady Black, human garbage disposal, did not eat today?? What's wrong?? Are
you sick or something?"
"Or something," Brady thought, "I'm in love." Out loud, he said, "First of all, I resent being
compared to an appliance. Second, I was too busy doing good deeds today."
They both sat on the bed and started to dig in to the ice cream as Brady explained to Chloe about
the situation at the picnic.
"Brady! That was so sweet of you. You really do amaze me sometimes. I bet Shawn is so excited
to see J.T. again. And those kids...Brady you have no idea how much something like that means to
a kid who doesn't have very much. I'm so proud of you."
Brady blushed. "Thanks Chloe."
They ate in silence for a few minutes, until Chloe realized something.
"Wait a minute. You said you left the picnic right after you brought the kids. What did you do
for the rest of the afternoon?"
Brady smiled like the cat that ate the canary. "That will have to remain my secret for a little
while longer."
"Oh come on, Brady. You can tell me now."
"Just like a diva...ever the impatient one. You will just have to wait."
After a few more minutes, they had finished off the ice cream.
"You did pretty good with that, Diva. Maybe next time I'll bring pancakes."
"I don't think the hospital workers would appreciate having to clean up after a food fight."
"Good point. Hey Chloe, we have a few minutes before my next surprise arrives. Do you want to
dance with me?"
"I'd love to, Brady. But, I only have the c.d. player and headphones you got me. Nothing else
that plays music."
"That's ok. We can make our own music," he said with a hopeful look.
Chloe smiled. I guess we could. And since you started a theme with the star gazer lilies, I
think I know the perfect song to go with our theme."
"Ok, what is it?"
"Think magic carpet rides and Arabian nights."
"I think I see what you mean." Brady reached his hand out, and Chloe put her hand in his. He
pulled her close and started to sing.
Brady:
I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, princess, now when did
You last let your heart decide?
I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming
Chloe:
A whole new world
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here
It's crystal clear
That now I'm in a whole new world with you
Now I'm in a whole new world with you
Unbelievable sights
Indescribable feeling
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling
Through an endless diamond sky
A whole new world
Brady:
Don't you dare close your eyes
Chloe:
A hundred thousand things to see
Brady:
Hold your breath - it gets better
Chloe:
I'm like a shooting star
I've come so far
I can't go back to where I used to be
Both:
A whole new world
Every turn a surprise
With new horizons to pursue
Every moment red-letter
I'll chase them anywhere
There's time to spare
Let me share this whole new world with you
A whole new world
That's where we'll be
A thrilling chase
A wondrous place
For you and me
Brady looked into Chloe's eyes, and continued holding her.
"Thanks for the dance, Diva."
Chloe was speechless. She just kept looking into his beautiful blue eyes.
He felt himself start to cave. Seeing her looking up at him like that made him want nothing more
than to confess his love and capture her lips in their first kiss.
"Snap out of it, Black," he berated himself. "She's sick. She needs you to be supportive, not
to start moving in on her."
Out loud, he said, "Chloe, lets sit down. I don't want to wear you out before we see the meteor
shower."
"Brady, I feel fine."
"I know, but just humor me. I promised Craig I'd take care of you, and I intend to."
"So, now will you tell me what the next surprise is?"
As if on cue, Nurse Brenda opened the door and brought in a wheelchair. "Here you go, Brady. If
you need anything else, let me know." And with that, she was gone.
"My lady, your chariot awaits," said Brady, gesturing to the wheel chair.
"Brady? Where are we going? I'm not allowed to leave my room."
"Well, I talked to Craig and got you out on good behavior for the evening. We're not leaving the
hospital, but we're going somewhere more.... scenic."
"All right. I'll play along," Chloe replied, as she got into the wheel chair.
Brady wheeled Chloe down to the elevator; making car sounds the entire way. Chloe couldn't help
but laugh.
When she noticed the glances from the people around her, she lightly tapped his arm. "Brady, stop
it. People are staring at us."
"They're not staring at me. They're staring at you. It's not often they get to see a diva being
carted around by her faithful servant."
"Faithful servant, huh? Does that mean you'll do anything I ask?"
Brady winked. "Guess we'll find out, won't we, Diva?"
They both laughed as he pushed her into the elevator and pushed the button for the 15th floor.
"What are we going up there for, Brady?"
"You'll see."
The elevator doors opened and Brady pushed Chloe out and made a few turns through the halls.
Finally, he stopped at a set of doors to a balcony. He opened the doors, and helped Chloe stand.
She stepped through the doors and her breath caught in her throat. The modest balcony was
decorated with dozens and dozens of gorgeous flowers and a few glowing lanterns. In the middle
of it, there was a round white table, and a little curved bench. On top of the table, there was
a box wrapped in gold paper.
"Well, Diva, do you like?"
"Brady, I love it! I can't believe you did all of this for me. I never even knew this place was
here."
"Well, I couldn't have done it without Craig. I told him that I wanted to take you somewhere
outside to watch the meteor shower. I didn't want you to have to see it from behind a window.
I originally asked about the roof, but he said that was impossible because that is where life
flight comes in. He told me about this cute little balcony on the top floor though. I guess the
doctors use it as a place to come out and get some air, or for a smoke break. Craig helped me
with everything. I wanted you to have a good time, but I also wanted to make sure I wasn't
risking your health. Anyway, let's sit down. I have one more surprise up my sleeve." He left
the wheelchair in the hallway and closed the balcony doors. He settled down beside Chloe on the
little bench and slid the gold box towards her. "This is for you, Diva."
"What did you do? You didn't have to get me anything."
"I wanted to. Just open it."
He waited as she pulled the bow and paper off of the box, and looked inside. What she lifted out
of the box brought tears to her eyes. It was a miniature version of the gazebo...their gazebo.
"Brady, it's so beautiful. This is the most precious thing anyone has ever given me. I don't
know what to say except. . . thank you." Tears started to roll down her cheeks.
Brady took her face in his hands and wiped the tears away with his thumbs.
"Don't cry, Chloe. Besides, you haven't even seen the best part yet."
He turned to the back of the gazebo and pointed to a tiny switch. She flipped it, and the gazebo
lit up. Then, he turned the gazebo upside down and pointed to a turn key. It was a music box!
Chloe wound it up and fresh tears welled up in her eyes as the first notes of "Sixteen Going On
Seventeen" played.
Brady set the gazebo down and held her. "Shhhhh. I didn't mean to make you cry, Diva. I just
wanted to do something special for you. It's all right sweetheart." He rubbed her back in
soothing, circular motions.
"I'm ok, Brady. I'm just happy. Ironically enough, right now, I'm happier than I've been in my
entire life. I just graduated valedictorian of my class. I was accepted to Julliard. I have
wonderful parents and wonderful friends. And I have you. No one has ever understood me the way
you do. You always know what to say or do to cheer me up. I love being with you. So, even
though I'm fighting leukemia right now, I'm happier than I could have imagined. And if I win my
fight, I'll be happier still. And if I lose the fight...." She took a deep breath. "At least
I'll go knowing happiness and love."
"Oh sweet diva. You're going to win this fight. I'm going to help you win it."
They held each other close for a while, not saying anything. Chloe knew he was thinking of his
mother, and how he had lost her. She wished she hadn't said anything about losing the fight.
She decided to try to change the subject to happier matters.
"Brady, how did you manage this anyway?" she asked, gesturing to the gazebo.
"Well, Uncle Phil isn't the only one who knows how to throw his father's name around. And I have
Grandpa Vic and my dad. I simply went to a shop in Salem Place, took a picture of the gazebo
with me, described what I wanted, and told the guy to name his price. I ordered it about two
weeks ago. It just turned out to be perfect timing that I had it for tonight."
"Brady, thank you so much. I really-"
The beginning of the meteor shower cut off Chloe. They sat in silence for a while watching it.
"Oh Brady, isn't it breath taking?"
"It certainly is," he replied.
She looked over and realized he was looking at her. "Brady, you're missing the meteors.
They're beautiful."
"You're beautiful," he replied simply.
As the meteors continued to fall, they looked deep into each other's eyes. Neither was aware of
the white figure floating behind them. "Brady, you've given her so much. Give her the gift of
your love," Isabella whispered to her unknowing son.
Brady felt that strange sensation again. He continued to look into Chloe's eyes, and was
mesmerized by them. He was amazed to find that when he looked closer into the sapphire depths,
he saw something swirling in them...gold and silver flecks seemed to be brewing a storm in her
eyes, just like the snow that swirled in the globe. Before he could stop himself, the words just
flowed out like a melody. "I love you, Chloe."
favorite couple. Go easy on me, but please review ? I set this story on the 4th of July,
which in my universe is one week after Brady admitted his love for Chloe to the snow globe (lol).
I can't decide whether to leave the story as is (sort of cliffhanger), or if I should continue
-let me know what you think. Thanks!!!
Brady put the vacuum away and looked at the clock. 8:56 "Almost time to pick up my surprise
for Chloe," he thought as he jogged upstairs to get into the shower.
Brady hardly slept the night before, and, at 6am, he finally gave in and decided to get up and
do something productive, not to mention completely out of character...he started cleaning the
loft. He knew the reason he couldn't sleep...he was nervous about his "date" tonight to watch
the meteor showers with Chloe. He just couldn't figure out why he was nervous. It was just
Chloe. They'd spent lots of time together before. Why should tonight be any different?
"Because you want tonight to be perfect for her," he reminded himself. "Not to mention you just
realized that you're in love with her." But that was something Chloe couldn't know. Not yet
anyway. Not while she was sick. He made that decision last week after he confessed his love to
Belle, or, rather, to his snow globe. He thought long and hard on that walk from the loft to the
hospital and decided Chloe had enough going in her life. She was scared about her illness, not
to mention confused about her feelings for his uncle. The last thing she needed was another man
vying for her affections. So, for a while, Brady Black, perspective boyfriend would have to
wait. What Chloe needed right now was Brady Black, best friend. And he was going to give that
to her with everything he had in him. That included making tonight special for her. He wanted
to give her hope...something to believe in. He knew that staring at those four hospital room
walls wasn't going to do that for her. But he would.
Brady threw on a pair of jeans and a black muscle shirt and threw together a bag with a change of
clothes before going downstairs. He was just about to walk out the door when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Brady! I'm so glad you're there," Belle's perky voice rang out.
"Hey Tink. What's up?"
"Well, I was calling because I was hoping you would go to the Horton-Brady picnic with Mom, Dad,
Caprice, and I."
"Actually Tink I kind of..."
Belle interrupted, "Please Brady. I know you want to go and see Chloe, but you don't have to
stay long. It's just...well...you know how weird things have been with Mom and Dad since Tony
Dimera came back to town, and I just think it would be nice to be together with our family and
friends and have a fun time. Please Brady. Not just for me, but for our family."
Brady could practically hear the puppy dog face over the phone. "All right, Tinkerbelle. I'll
go. But only for a little while. I have a lot of things to plan for tonight."
"Right...for your date with Chloe," Belle teased.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that."
"But that's what you called it when you asked her, isn't it?"
"Yes, Belle, but she's not thinking of it as that kind of date. She's just thinking of it as two
friends spending time together...nothing more."
"I'm sorry, Brady. I'm so happy that you're in love, but I'm so sorry about the circumstances.
But don't worry. Dr. Wesley will find a bone marrow donor, Chloe will get better, and you'll be
able to tell her how you feel about her."
"Ever the optimist, Tink. That's what I love about you. Anyway, I'm headed to Salem Place right
now, but I'll meet you at the picnic in about a half hour, ok?"
"All right. See you then big bro."
"Bye Tink."
"Oh Chloe," he whispered, "if only I had realized my feelings sooner."
He exited the loft, unaware of the swirling snow in the Hollywood globe.
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Chloe woke to the door creaking open.
"Good morning sweetheart," Nancy said as she entered the room. "How did you sleep?"
"Ok," Chloe answered sleepily. "As well as I can sleep in this hospital bed."
"I'm sorry sweetheart, but you know you have to stay here to recover."
"I know. I didn't mean to complain. I just feel like I can't move in this bed with these
machines around. I'm feeling fine though. Anyway, what are your plans for today? Belle told me
about the Horton-Brady picnic. Are you and Craig going?"
"Oh, sweetheart, I thought I'd stay here and we could spend some time together. We could watch
movies, or talk, or..."
"Nancy!" Chloe interrupted. "You've been here every day and night, either visiting me, or
helping Craig make calls about finding me a donor. I think you deserve a break. Besides, the
picnic sounds like fun."
"Oh honey I don't mind staying. Besides, I'm not a Horton or a Brady."
"Enough with the excuses, Nancy! Belle told me all about the picnic. The Hortons and Bradys
started the tradition, but practically the whole town is invited. And I know I heard Dr. Evans
ask you to go the other day when she stopped in."
"All right, sweetheart. I'll give it some thought. Anyway, tonight is the meteor shower! I
know Brady is excited about watching it with you!"
"Yeah. I'm excited too. Mom?"
Nancy's eyes welled up with tears at that word.
"Yes sweetheart?"
"Would you help me to get ready for tonight before you leave? I want to look special. I don't
want Brady to feel like he's with an invalid tonight, and..."
Nancy interrupted, "Chloe, you know he would never think of you like that. He's very..."
"I know Nancy, I know. Brady always accepts me the way that I am. But I want tonight to be
special. I want to feel like me...and I want him to see me."
"All right, sweetheart. I know just what to do."
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"There you are, Brady!" Belle squealed as she pulled Brady toward the festivities. "I'm so glad
you're here. Shawn hasn't shown up yet, and I've been going crazy. You can cut the tension at
that table with a knife," she said, nodding towards a picnic table where Abe, Bo, Hope, John,
Marlena, and Roman were gathered. They were all dressed for a summer picnic, but their somber,
determined expressions showed they were clearly talking business...most likely about Tony Dimera. Off to the side, Jennifer Horton and Jack Deveraux were playing with their daughter, Abby. Or, rather, half playing, half taking notes on the conversation going on at the picnic table.
"Wow, you're right, Tink. This is more like a funeral than a picnic. We need to think of
something to lighten up the mood."
"I know. I wish Shawn would get here with Zack. That might at least cheer Bo and Hope up."
"That's it Tink! That's what's missing! The kids. So far, Abby is the only kid here.
Think about it. There really haven't been a lot of kids at this thing since you, Shawn, and I
were little. That might just be what they need to get their minds off of their problems.
Listen, you call Shawn and get him to bring Zack ASAP, and then call Lucas and see if he'll stop
by with Will. I'm going to find Mrs. Horton and make some arrangements."
A half hour later
Belle raced over to Brady's jeep when she saw it pull in at the picnic sight.
"Brady! Where have you been? I was wo-"
Belle stopped as she noticed the parade of kids getting out of the "hip, happenin' jeep."
"Brady! Where did you get all of these children?? You didn't kidnap them, did you?"
"No Belle, I did not kidnap them. These are the orphans from the Horton Center. I asked Mrs.
Horton if they could join in on the festivities, and she thought it was a wonderful idea. She
also arranged for Mickey and Maggie to take them back at the end of the night. I figured maybe
this would remind our parents and the others that even though there are some bad things going on
right now, they have a lot to be thankful for. Not to mention the kids will have a great time."
"Brady, you're the best! I think being in love agrees with you," Belle said, hugging her
brother.
"This isn't all. The best part should be coming soon. Where's Shawn? Is he here yet?"
"He's over there with his grandparents."
"Ok, well, we need to get him over here soon."
"I'll get him." Belle replied.
"Son, I am so proud of you," John Black commented, as he walked over and put his arm around
Brady.
"You have a heart of gold. These kids from the Horton Center deserve a good time."
"Well, I'm glad you feel that way, Dad, because I have another surprise, and I sort of
borrowed-."
Brady was cut off by his sister's squeal of excitement. "Oh my gosh!"
Everyone at the picnic looked to see where the commotion was coming from, and was surprised to
see the new arrivals at the picnic-the Reibers.
"J.T.!" Shawn exclaimed, taking his little brother from Glenn and swinging him in circles.
Bo and Hope raced over. "It's so good to see you," Hope said.
"Yeah, it really is," Bo, agreed. "But how did you know about the picnic? And how did you get
here?"
Barb answered, "Well, Brady here called us and told us about the picnic. We got here in style-
John Black's private jet."
"Well, my work here is done," Brady, said, as he gave his sister one of his famous wink-smile
combinations. And then he left.
John stared after his son with a raised eyebrow. "Is it me, or did my son just leave a picnic
without eating a thing?"
Belle just smiled and shrugged.
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"Feel better now, sweetheart?" Nancy asked as she French braided Chloe's hair. They had spent
the last hour getting Chloe bathed and washing her hair. Chloe wished that she had been strong
enough to do all of that herself, but she kind of liked having her mother there to help her. It
was nice to be pampered now and then, even though it was because she was sick. And Nancy had
come armed with bubble bath, shower gels, lotions...the works.
"I feel much better. I just have one last request."
"What's that Chloe honey?"
"Well, I'm getting sick of this hospital gown. I was wondering if you could bring some of my
pajamas from home."
"I don't know honey. I mean, I know those gowns can be uncomfortable and kind of embarrassing,
but they like you to wear them so that if something happens, they can easily be moved out of the
way."
"I know, but nothing has happened to me in days. I'm recovering from the chemo, that's all. I
feel a little nauseous from time to time, like I have the flu or something, and my muscles ache,
but I don't think I'm in any danger of passing out again."
"Tell you what, I'll talk to Craig and Dr. Murphy about it, and we'll see. I'm not making any
promises though."
"Thanks...Mom." Chloe still felt a little awkward calling Nancy "mom," but she knew what a gift
it was for Nancy to hear that word.
"You're welcome, baby."
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Brady arrived at the hospital and went straight to Craig's office.
"Well hello Brady. You're here early."
"I still have a few things to set up for tonight. I just came by to thank you again for helping
me plan this. I could never have done it without you."
"You're welcome, Brady. I know you care about Chloe, and it means a lot to Nancy and I that you
have been around so much. I think tonight will be a breath of fresh air for her.... literally.
Just remember, she needs her rest, so don't keep her up too long."
"I know, Dr. Wesley. You don't have to worry."
"Ok, Brady. Well, I'm going to go find Nancy, and head over to that 4th of July picnic."
"I was over there earlier. It was a good time."
"Is the food good? I'm starved."
"Actually, I didn't have time to eat. I wanted to get over here to set things up for tonight.
See you Dr. Wesley." Brady walked off to change clothes and finish his plans, leaving Craig
standing there, dumbfounded.
"Brady Black would rather come to the hospital than stay at a picnic to eat. That boy must be
head over heels." Shaking his head, he went to find Nancy.
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"It's finally time," Brady thought as he walked down the hall to Chloe's room. He had traded in
his jeans and muscle shirt for khakis and a blue dress shirt that brought out his eyes. He
carried a bouquet of flowers and a grocery bag. He couldn't wait to see Chloe. He hoped he
wasn't over dressed. He knew she couldn't do much better than the blue and white hospital gown,
but to him, she was beautiful no matter what she looked like. Her outer beauty was a bonus, but
it was nothing compared to the beauty of her soul.... a soul he knew so well that it felt like
the missing half of his own.
His nerves were acting up again, and his breath caught as he slowly opened the door to her room. She was sitting by the window with her headphones on, and hadn't noticed he'd come in. She was gorgeous. She was wearing a lavender satin tank top with matching pajama pants and slippers. Her hair was pulled back into an elegant French braid, and her face had more color in it than it had in days. He stepped further into the room and set the grocery bag on the bed, and hid the flowers behind his back.
She couldn't explain it, but Chloe felt a change in the electricity of the room. It was a
familiar sensation to her now. It meant Brady was near. She just didn't understand where the
feeling came from, or how she always knew. She shut off the music and turned towards the door.
Sure enough, there he was.
"Brady."
"Hey Diva."
"You haven't called me that for awhile."
"You sound disappointed. I thought you hated it when I called you that."
"Actually I kind of like it now. Now that we're getting along, it doesn't sound like an insult.
It sounds almost...endearing." Chloe noticed Brady's blush and changed the subject. "So
what's behind your back, Brady?"
"Nothing. Nothing at all," Brady teased.
"Oh come on Brady! Tell me!!! Please!" Chloe pouted.
"The puppy dog face! I'm a sucker for the puppy dog face. All right, Diva. I do have something
behind my back. Something for you. Now, I know these aren't as great as the roses Uncle Phil
got you, but, I think they fit the theme of the evening."
Brady brought the bouquet out from behind his back and handed it to Chloe.
"Star gazer lilies," she whispered. "They're beautiful, Brady." She reached out and gently took
his hand. "I really appreciate you giving up your holiday to be here with me. It means so much
to me."
Brady's voice was soft and husky. "Diva, I'm not giving up anything. And there's no place in
the world I'd rather be." Brady pulled her to her feet and into an embrace. He ran his hands up
and down her back as he breathed in the familiar scent of jasmine. He closed his eyes as his
emotions conflicted. Part of him loved the sensation he got from holding her. The other part
was in pain because he knew he couldn't share his feelings with her.
Chloe was in heaven being enfolded in Brady's warm, safe embrace. Every time they touched it was
a gift to her. Ever since she was diagnosed, she felt like she was on the road to death's door.
But, when Brady touched her, whether he took her hand, stroked her cheek, or held her, she felt
alive. She felt electricity. And she loved it. She savored the feeling of Brady's strong hands
running up and down her back. She breathed in his cologne, and rested her head on his shoulder.
Unseen by either of them, a vision in white appeared...Isabella Toscano Black. "She needs your
love, Brady. Tell her how you feel," she urged, and then was gone.
Brady gently pulled away from Chloe to look into her eyes. A strange sensation ran through his
body, just as it had the night in the loft when he'd first admitted his love for his diva.
\Staring into Chloe's eyes, Brady started to speak.
"Chloe..."
"Brady, what is it," she asked, concerned by the mix of emotions in his eyes.
"Chloe I...I have another surprise for you." He pulled completely out of the hug and went back
to the grocery bag that he had set aside earlier.
"Now, Craig told me that you get a little sick sometimes, and might not have much of an appetite,
but I figured I'd take my chances." He proceeded to pull out two spoons and...
"ICE CREAM!" Chloe shouted.
"Your favorite."
"Brady you are the BEST!"
"I figured we could share. I haven't eaten anything all day."
"Wait a minute! Brady Black, human garbage disposal, did not eat today?? What's wrong?? Are
you sick or something?"
"Or something," Brady thought, "I'm in love." Out loud, he said, "First of all, I resent being
compared to an appliance. Second, I was too busy doing good deeds today."
They both sat on the bed and started to dig in to the ice cream as Brady explained to Chloe about
the situation at the picnic.
"Brady! That was so sweet of you. You really do amaze me sometimes. I bet Shawn is so excited
to see J.T. again. And those kids...Brady you have no idea how much something like that means to
a kid who doesn't have very much. I'm so proud of you."
Brady blushed. "Thanks Chloe."
They ate in silence for a few minutes, until Chloe realized something.
"Wait a minute. You said you left the picnic right after you brought the kids. What did you do
for the rest of the afternoon?"
Brady smiled like the cat that ate the canary. "That will have to remain my secret for a little
while longer."
"Oh come on, Brady. You can tell me now."
"Just like a diva...ever the impatient one. You will just have to wait."
After a few more minutes, they had finished off the ice cream.
"You did pretty good with that, Diva. Maybe next time I'll bring pancakes."
"I don't think the hospital workers would appreciate having to clean up after a food fight."
"Good point. Hey Chloe, we have a few minutes before my next surprise arrives. Do you want to
dance with me?"
"I'd love to, Brady. But, I only have the c.d. player and headphones you got me. Nothing else
that plays music."
"That's ok. We can make our own music," he said with a hopeful look.
Chloe smiled. I guess we could. And since you started a theme with the star gazer lilies, I
think I know the perfect song to go with our theme."
"Ok, what is it?"
"Think magic carpet rides and Arabian nights."
"I think I see what you mean." Brady reached his hand out, and Chloe put her hand in his. He
pulled her close and started to sing.
Brady:
I can show you the world
Shining, shimmering, splendid
Tell me, princess, now when did
You last let your heart decide?
I can open your eyes
Take you wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
Or say we're only dreaming
Chloe:
A whole new world
A dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up here
It's crystal clear
That now I'm in a whole new world with you
Now I'm in a whole new world with you
Unbelievable sights
Indescribable feeling
Soaring, tumbling, freewheeling
Through an endless diamond sky
A whole new world
Brady:
Don't you dare close your eyes
Chloe:
A hundred thousand things to see
Brady:
Hold your breath - it gets better
Chloe:
I'm like a shooting star
I've come so far
I can't go back to where I used to be
Both:
A whole new world
Every turn a surprise
With new horizons to pursue
Every moment red-letter
I'll chase them anywhere
There's time to spare
Let me share this whole new world with you
A whole new world
That's where we'll be
A thrilling chase
A wondrous place
For you and me
Brady looked into Chloe's eyes, and continued holding her.
"Thanks for the dance, Diva."
Chloe was speechless. She just kept looking into his beautiful blue eyes.
He felt himself start to cave. Seeing her looking up at him like that made him want nothing more
than to confess his love and capture her lips in their first kiss.
"Snap out of it, Black," he berated himself. "She's sick. She needs you to be supportive, not
to start moving in on her."
Out loud, he said, "Chloe, lets sit down. I don't want to wear you out before we see the meteor
shower."
"Brady, I feel fine."
"I know, but just humor me. I promised Craig I'd take care of you, and I intend to."
"So, now will you tell me what the next surprise is?"
As if on cue, Nurse Brenda opened the door and brought in a wheelchair. "Here you go, Brady. If
you need anything else, let me know." And with that, she was gone.
"My lady, your chariot awaits," said Brady, gesturing to the wheel chair.
"Brady? Where are we going? I'm not allowed to leave my room."
"Well, I talked to Craig and got you out on good behavior for the evening. We're not leaving the
hospital, but we're going somewhere more.... scenic."
"All right. I'll play along," Chloe replied, as she got into the wheel chair.
Brady wheeled Chloe down to the elevator; making car sounds the entire way. Chloe couldn't help
but laugh.
When she noticed the glances from the people around her, she lightly tapped his arm. "Brady, stop
it. People are staring at us."
"They're not staring at me. They're staring at you. It's not often they get to see a diva being
carted around by her faithful servant."
"Faithful servant, huh? Does that mean you'll do anything I ask?"
Brady winked. "Guess we'll find out, won't we, Diva?"
They both laughed as he pushed her into the elevator and pushed the button for the 15th floor.
"What are we going up there for, Brady?"
"You'll see."
The elevator doors opened and Brady pushed Chloe out and made a few turns through the halls.
Finally, he stopped at a set of doors to a balcony. He opened the doors, and helped Chloe stand.
She stepped through the doors and her breath caught in her throat. The modest balcony was
decorated with dozens and dozens of gorgeous flowers and a few glowing lanterns. In the middle
of it, there was a round white table, and a little curved bench. On top of the table, there was
a box wrapped in gold paper.
"Well, Diva, do you like?"
"Brady, I love it! I can't believe you did all of this for me. I never even knew this place was
here."
"Well, I couldn't have done it without Craig. I told him that I wanted to take you somewhere
outside to watch the meteor shower. I didn't want you to have to see it from behind a window.
I originally asked about the roof, but he said that was impossible because that is where life
flight comes in. He told me about this cute little balcony on the top floor though. I guess the
doctors use it as a place to come out and get some air, or for a smoke break. Craig helped me
with everything. I wanted you to have a good time, but I also wanted to make sure I wasn't
risking your health. Anyway, let's sit down. I have one more surprise up my sleeve." He left
the wheelchair in the hallway and closed the balcony doors. He settled down beside Chloe on the
little bench and slid the gold box towards her. "This is for you, Diva."
"What did you do? You didn't have to get me anything."
"I wanted to. Just open it."
He waited as she pulled the bow and paper off of the box, and looked inside. What she lifted out
of the box brought tears to her eyes. It was a miniature version of the gazebo...their gazebo.
"Brady, it's so beautiful. This is the most precious thing anyone has ever given me. I don't
know what to say except. . . thank you." Tears started to roll down her cheeks.
Brady took her face in his hands and wiped the tears away with his thumbs.
"Don't cry, Chloe. Besides, you haven't even seen the best part yet."
He turned to the back of the gazebo and pointed to a tiny switch. She flipped it, and the gazebo
lit up. Then, he turned the gazebo upside down and pointed to a turn key. It was a music box!
Chloe wound it up and fresh tears welled up in her eyes as the first notes of "Sixteen Going On
Seventeen" played.
Brady set the gazebo down and held her. "Shhhhh. I didn't mean to make you cry, Diva. I just
wanted to do something special for you. It's all right sweetheart." He rubbed her back in
soothing, circular motions.
"I'm ok, Brady. I'm just happy. Ironically enough, right now, I'm happier than I've been in my
entire life. I just graduated valedictorian of my class. I was accepted to Julliard. I have
wonderful parents and wonderful friends. And I have you. No one has ever understood me the way
you do. You always know what to say or do to cheer me up. I love being with you. So, even
though I'm fighting leukemia right now, I'm happier than I could have imagined. And if I win my
fight, I'll be happier still. And if I lose the fight...." She took a deep breath. "At least
I'll go knowing happiness and love."
"Oh sweet diva. You're going to win this fight. I'm going to help you win it."
They held each other close for a while, not saying anything. Chloe knew he was thinking of his
mother, and how he had lost her. She wished she hadn't said anything about losing the fight.
She decided to try to change the subject to happier matters.
"Brady, how did you manage this anyway?" she asked, gesturing to the gazebo.
"Well, Uncle Phil isn't the only one who knows how to throw his father's name around. And I have
Grandpa Vic and my dad. I simply went to a shop in Salem Place, took a picture of the gazebo
with me, described what I wanted, and told the guy to name his price. I ordered it about two
weeks ago. It just turned out to be perfect timing that I had it for tonight."
"Brady, thank you so much. I really-"
The beginning of the meteor shower cut off Chloe. They sat in silence for a while watching it.
"Oh Brady, isn't it breath taking?"
"It certainly is," he replied.
She looked over and realized he was looking at her. "Brady, you're missing the meteors.
They're beautiful."
"You're beautiful," he replied simply.
As the meteors continued to fall, they looked deep into each other's eyes. Neither was aware of
the white figure floating behind them. "Brady, you've given her so much. Give her the gift of
your love," Isabella whispered to her unknowing son.
Brady felt that strange sensation again. He continued to look into Chloe's eyes, and was
mesmerized by them. He was amazed to find that when he looked closer into the sapphire depths,
he saw something swirling in them...gold and silver flecks seemed to be brewing a storm in her
eyes, just like the snow that swirled in the globe. Before he could stop himself, the words just
flowed out like a melody. "I love you, Chloe."