Bobbie had been standing outside Tony's building for, she didn't know
how long.
She just hadn't been able to work up the nerve to go inside. "This
shouldn't be so difficult", she thought to herself, after all she and Tony
had been married for a long time. She tried to tell herself that being
here had nothing to do with any feelings she might still have for Tony.
Tonight's visit was about Lucas and what their son needed. On that
thought, she pushed open the door to the lobby, just as Lucy and Luke
passed by outside arguing about where to look for Sigmund.
Tony sat in his quiet apartment, looking through an old photo album. He had been staring at the last picture taken of him and Tanya. He closed the album and wiped a tear away as he heard a knock on the door.
"Bobbie", Tony said in surprise as he found her in his hallway on Christmas Eve. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything', Bobbie asked hesitantly. "No, would you like to come in", Tony asked as he opened the door further. Bobbie glanced around the apartment taking in the small table top tree and the old photo albums and smiled at the memories of what it had been like when it seemed half of the town lived in the brownstone.
"Is Lucas all right", Tony finally asked. "Yes", Bobbie answered as she wondered if coming here was a mistake. "Is there a problem with him coming here tomorrow afternoon", Tony questioned as he prayed that wasn't why his ex-wife was here. "Yes", Bobbie said as she felt Tony stiffen next to her. "Actually that didn't come out right", Bobbie said, "Is it all right if I sit down". "Of course", Tony said as he gripped the back of his chair and remained standing.
"This is going to sound strange", Bobbie began, "but Santa showed up on my doorstep earlier and admitted to eavesdropping on a conversation between the kids". "It seems both Georgie and Lucas had the same Christmas wish. They wanted their families", Bobbie said as she looked at the carpet.
"I used to be so furious at Frisco, for leaving the girls like he did, and yet I did the same thing to Lucas", Tony said regretfully. "Do you ever wonder if there was one thing we could have changed that would of made all of this come out differently", Bobbie asked carefully. "All the time", Tony admitted. "Do you blame Carly", Bobbie asked. "No', Tony answered truthfully, "she just took advantaged of a bad situation". "It was easier to blame my daughter for our problems than admit where the fault lied", Bobbie said shamefully. "We both but the blame in a lot of places that it didn't belong", Tony said as he finally sat down.
"Do you think she's disappointed in us", Bobbie asked referring to BJ. "Frustrated, maybe, disappointed, no. Tanya on the other hand", Tony replied. "She would have expected better from us", Bobbie added. "Most people did", Tony said, "maybe that's why it fell apart". "I think it was that we wouldn't admit that we were falling apart', Bobbie said as she opened one of the photo albums. "We had some good times", Tony said as he looked over at a picture of he and Bobbie sitting on the steps of the brownstone. "Yeah", Bobbie replied.
"How's Roy", Tony asked knowing he had to break the mood before either of them got in over their head. "He moved out yesterday", Bobbie said softly. "I'm sorry", Tony said sincerely. "I should have learned that lesson a long time ago, you can't go back", Bobbie whispered. "It would be so much easier if we could", Tony said as he took Bobbie's hands. "Do you miss what we had", Bobbie asked as she looked deep into his eyes, "and I don't mean because of Lucas". "I would be a fool if I said no", Tony replied as he reached up to brush a tear off of Bobbie's cheek. "The truth is we can't go back there any more than you could recreate the past with Roy", Tony said sadly.
"So what did this eavesdropping Santa say that Lucas wanted for Christmas", Tony asked as he moved away from both Bobbie and the pull of the past. "He didn't actually have to tell me, I already new, but he did point out that I could come talk to you about it", Bobbie stated. "So are you going to tell me", Tony asked with a laugh. "He wanted us to go back to being friends, at least", Bobbie said as she looked at Tony. "Is that what you want, Bobbie", Tony asked seriously. "For starters", Bobbie said. "Okay, so what can I do for my friend", Tony asked carefully. "Walk me home", Bobbie answered, "and if you don't have any other plans, maybe you could spend Christmas Eve with us". "I would be honored, on both counts", Tony said as they headed for the door.
Tony sat in his quiet apartment, looking through an old photo album. He had been staring at the last picture taken of him and Tanya. He closed the album and wiped a tear away as he heard a knock on the door.
"Bobbie", Tony said in surprise as he found her in his hallway on Christmas Eve. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything', Bobbie asked hesitantly. "No, would you like to come in", Tony asked as he opened the door further. Bobbie glanced around the apartment taking in the small table top tree and the old photo albums and smiled at the memories of what it had been like when it seemed half of the town lived in the brownstone.
"Is Lucas all right", Tony finally asked. "Yes", Bobbie answered as she wondered if coming here was a mistake. "Is there a problem with him coming here tomorrow afternoon", Tony questioned as he prayed that wasn't why his ex-wife was here. "Yes", Bobbie said as she felt Tony stiffen next to her. "Actually that didn't come out right", Bobbie said, "Is it all right if I sit down". "Of course", Tony said as he gripped the back of his chair and remained standing.
"This is going to sound strange", Bobbie began, "but Santa showed up on my doorstep earlier and admitted to eavesdropping on a conversation between the kids". "It seems both Georgie and Lucas had the same Christmas wish. They wanted their families", Bobbie said as she looked at the carpet.
"I used to be so furious at Frisco, for leaving the girls like he did, and yet I did the same thing to Lucas", Tony said regretfully. "Do you ever wonder if there was one thing we could have changed that would of made all of this come out differently", Bobbie asked carefully. "All the time", Tony admitted. "Do you blame Carly", Bobbie asked. "No', Tony answered truthfully, "she just took advantaged of a bad situation". "It was easier to blame my daughter for our problems than admit where the fault lied", Bobbie said shamefully. "We both but the blame in a lot of places that it didn't belong", Tony said as he finally sat down.
"Do you think she's disappointed in us", Bobbie asked referring to BJ. "Frustrated, maybe, disappointed, no. Tanya on the other hand", Tony replied. "She would have expected better from us", Bobbie added. "Most people did", Tony said, "maybe that's why it fell apart". "I think it was that we wouldn't admit that we were falling apart', Bobbie said as she opened one of the photo albums. "We had some good times", Tony said as he looked over at a picture of he and Bobbie sitting on the steps of the brownstone. "Yeah", Bobbie replied.
"How's Roy", Tony asked knowing he had to break the mood before either of them got in over their head. "He moved out yesterday", Bobbie said softly. "I'm sorry", Tony said sincerely. "I should have learned that lesson a long time ago, you can't go back", Bobbie whispered. "It would be so much easier if we could", Tony said as he took Bobbie's hands. "Do you miss what we had", Bobbie asked as she looked deep into his eyes, "and I don't mean because of Lucas". "I would be a fool if I said no", Tony replied as he reached up to brush a tear off of Bobbie's cheek. "The truth is we can't go back there any more than you could recreate the past with Roy", Tony said sadly.
"So what did this eavesdropping Santa say that Lucas wanted for Christmas", Tony asked as he moved away from both Bobbie and the pull of the past. "He didn't actually have to tell me, I already new, but he did point out that I could come talk to you about it", Bobbie stated. "So are you going to tell me", Tony asked with a laugh. "He wanted us to go back to being friends, at least", Bobbie said as she looked at Tony. "Is that what you want, Bobbie", Tony asked seriously. "For starters", Bobbie said. "Okay, so what can I do for my friend", Tony asked carefully. "Walk me home", Bobbie answered, "and if you don't have any other plans, maybe you could spend Christmas Eve with us". "I would be honored, on both counts", Tony said as they headed for the door.