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"How do you know Dillon didn't kill Kyle?" Scott moved closer to Georgie, narrowing his eyes while all the time keeping a smug expression on his face; He had her right where he wanted her.
Dillon shot Georgie a glare that told her she better not say a word about what had really happened that night.
"I just know he didn't," she finally managed to answer him, trying desperately to avoid Dillon's eyes "He couldn't have. He was with me, at home."
"That doesn't prove anything," Scott threw his arms up in the air "He could have easily sent Leo over there to do that job for him."
"But he didn't, Leo was there too," she continued.
Dillon wished she would stop talking. The more she talked, the harder it would be to keep the story straight and believable.
"He was?" Scott thought about this for a second "What were you all doing?"
"Watching movies," Georgie sighed, "See, Dillon has this thing for movies, and sometimes Leo stays late and they watch them together. It's really kind of ridiculous when you think about it..."
"Stop babbling," Scott interrupted her, he glanced over his shoulder at Lucky "They're lying, all of them are lying."
"I'm not lying," Georgie asserted; She was desperate.
"You're covering for someone," Scott insisted "I don't know who yet, but when I do, it's all gonna be over for your little husband."
"But..."
"Can we go now?" Dillon interrupted Georgie before she could speak another word "You have no evidence to keep us here."
"Lucky, take care of them," Scott shook his head "Let the other two go too, for now. This isn't over Quartermaine!" he called over his shoulder, as he headed out of the lobby.
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They all came back to the penthouse. Dillon gave Leo some instructions and then posted him outside the door, Maxie went straight to sleep in the guestroom, terrified. Georgie and Dillon were left alone in the living room.
"Do you realize what you could have done?" Dillon finally asked, breaking the silence.
"I just don't want you to be convicted for something you didn't do," she whispered.
"Georgie, I can take care of myself. I don't need you to protect me like you did when we were kids."
"I know," she nodded "I just can't help it. I love you so much and if they tried to take you away from me..."
"I'll take care of it."
"How? Dillon sooner or later they're going to figure out that we are all involved in this cover up, they're gonna find something that you forgot about, some shred of evidence that they will pin on one of us."
"I'll take care of it," he repeated himself "That damn Coleman should have kept his mouth shut."
"Dillon, don't do anything else. Don't go after Coleman, he's not worth it."
"I warned him," Dillon shook his head.
"Dillon, are you listening to me?" she positioned herself in front of him "Don't."
He stared at her; he seemed distant, like he was in another place.
"What is going on with you?" she sighed "The last thing we need is for you to go off on Coleman. Besides, his first statement didn't stand a chance up against the statements they got from the neighbors."
"They were paid too, to keep quiet. We had a plan, it was supposed to work!"
"There's no way out of this, is there?" she whispered.
"Not for me."
"Dillon you didn't do anything! I'm the one that should take the blame for this!"
"Georgie do you honestly believe that I would let you go to jail for the rest of your life?" he asked her angrily "I'm never going to let that happen."
"But I can never let you go to jail either!"
"Well somebody has to!"
"But Dillon..."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Dillon, I'm pregnant!"
The silence that had been so achingly present earlier returned. All Dillon could do was stare at his wife.
"I found out yesterday. I wanted us to go out to dinner tomorrow night, so I could tell you. I wanted it to be special," she whispered, tears beginning to slide down her cheeks "I didn't know that this was going to happen. I wanted you to be happy about the baby, because I know that having one wasn't really your idea..."
"I have to tell Scott I did it," he interrupted her; A blank expression on his face.
"What?"
"I can't take the chance. I can't risk them finding out you were in the apartment that night."
"Dillon, no, ok? We're going to get through this together. If we just stick to our story, nobody can touch us."
"Baldwin has his ways. I can't risk it, especially not now."
"Dillon please don't do this," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her "There's got to be something else we can do."
"You're really having my baby?" Dillon whispered back, as he pulled away from her.
"Yes," she forced a smile on her lips, the tears still brimming in her eyes.
"I wanted this baby, you know?" his eyes dropped to the ground "I just, I guess I didn't think I would be that great of a dad. I mean, I can't even take care of you."
"Yes you do," she shook her head in disagreement "You've done everything for me. You put me through school, you've given me a beautiful home to live in...and you gave me this child. No one could have taken better care of me than you...that's why I *need* you here with me."
"I can't," he shook his head "If I do, they're going to take you from me, and I won't have my wife and my unborn child locked up in a jail cell. I'm turning myself in."
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"How do you know Dillon didn't kill Kyle?" Scott moved closer to Georgie, narrowing his eyes while all the time keeping a smug expression on his face; He had her right where he wanted her.
Dillon shot Georgie a glare that told her she better not say a word about what had really happened that night.
"I just know he didn't," she finally managed to answer him, trying desperately to avoid Dillon's eyes "He couldn't have. He was with me, at home."
"That doesn't prove anything," Scott threw his arms up in the air "He could have easily sent Leo over there to do that job for him."
"But he didn't, Leo was there too," she continued.
Dillon wished she would stop talking. The more she talked, the harder it would be to keep the story straight and believable.
"He was?" Scott thought about this for a second "What were you all doing?"
"Watching movies," Georgie sighed, "See, Dillon has this thing for movies, and sometimes Leo stays late and they watch them together. It's really kind of ridiculous when you think about it..."
"Stop babbling," Scott interrupted her, he glanced over his shoulder at Lucky "They're lying, all of them are lying."
"I'm not lying," Georgie asserted; She was desperate.
"You're covering for someone," Scott insisted "I don't know who yet, but when I do, it's all gonna be over for your little husband."
"But..."
"Can we go now?" Dillon interrupted Georgie before she could speak another word "You have no evidence to keep us here."
"Lucky, take care of them," Scott shook his head "Let the other two go too, for now. This isn't over Quartermaine!" he called over his shoulder, as he headed out of the lobby.
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They all came back to the penthouse. Dillon gave Leo some instructions and then posted him outside the door, Maxie went straight to sleep in the guestroom, terrified. Georgie and Dillon were left alone in the living room.
"Do you realize what you could have done?" Dillon finally asked, breaking the silence.
"I just don't want you to be convicted for something you didn't do," she whispered.
"Georgie, I can take care of myself. I don't need you to protect me like you did when we were kids."
"I know," she nodded "I just can't help it. I love you so much and if they tried to take you away from me..."
"I'll take care of it."
"How? Dillon sooner or later they're going to figure out that we are all involved in this cover up, they're gonna find something that you forgot about, some shred of evidence that they will pin on one of us."
"I'll take care of it," he repeated himself "That damn Coleman should have kept his mouth shut."
"Dillon, don't do anything else. Don't go after Coleman, he's not worth it."
"I warned him," Dillon shook his head.
"Dillon, are you listening to me?" she positioned herself in front of him "Don't."
He stared at her; he seemed distant, like he was in another place.
"What is going on with you?" she sighed "The last thing we need is for you to go off on Coleman. Besides, his first statement didn't stand a chance up against the statements they got from the neighbors."
"They were paid too, to keep quiet. We had a plan, it was supposed to work!"
"There's no way out of this, is there?" she whispered.
"Not for me."
"Dillon you didn't do anything! I'm the one that should take the blame for this!"
"Georgie do you honestly believe that I would let you go to jail for the rest of your life?" he asked her angrily "I'm never going to let that happen."
"But I can never let you go to jail either!"
"Well somebody has to!"
"But Dillon..."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Dillon, I'm pregnant!"
The silence that had been so achingly present earlier returned. All Dillon could do was stare at his wife.
"I found out yesterday. I wanted us to go out to dinner tomorrow night, so I could tell you. I wanted it to be special," she whispered, tears beginning to slide down her cheeks "I didn't know that this was going to happen. I wanted you to be happy about the baby, because I know that having one wasn't really your idea..."
"I have to tell Scott I did it," he interrupted her; A blank expression on his face.
"What?"
"I can't take the chance. I can't risk them finding out you were in the apartment that night."
"Dillon, no, ok? We're going to get through this together. If we just stick to our story, nobody can touch us."
"Baldwin has his ways. I can't risk it, especially not now."
"Dillon please don't do this," she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her "There's got to be something else we can do."
"You're really having my baby?" Dillon whispered back, as he pulled away from her.
"Yes," she forced a smile on her lips, the tears still brimming in her eyes.
"I wanted this baby, you know?" his eyes dropped to the ground "I just, I guess I didn't think I would be that great of a dad. I mean, I can't even take care of you."
"Yes you do," she shook her head in disagreement "You've done everything for me. You put me through school, you've given me a beautiful home to live in...and you gave me this child. No one could have taken better care of me than you...that's why I *need* you here with me."
"I can't," he shook his head "If I do, they're going to take you from me, and I won't have my wife and my unborn child locked up in a jail cell. I'm turning myself in."
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