A/N: I've got nothing to say really-imagine that. LOL. Hope you like the
Livvie stuff coming up, it's the beginning of the biggest plot in Trinity.
Aww's to all, because you make me say that with every single review you
give me. Until next time-PCGirl.
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"So give me your idea for this place," said Frank as he sat on the back of one of the couches at the Elixir.
"Well, I was thinking that what we need to find is a medium-somewhere where we can have the coziness of the Recovery Room and then club-like atmosphere of the Elixir-minus the vampires. So we put more tables in, and take out the couches."
"No, let's keep the couches-I think people enjoy those more than we think."
"Ok, keep the couches, but new ones-maybe those that are half-circle shaped. Definitely get rid of that back set of them," he said pointing towards the wall opposite of the door.
"Sounds good. Anything else?"
"Well, the one thing it has always been lacking-in both forms-is a private area. That way if someone wants to hold a meeting here, we can accommodate them. And another thing is some place for us to hold concerts, and such. That would add to the club atmosphere."
"We can add a stage over in this corner, but how would we ever afford adding on an extension to here? We could take out the bike shop, but Jamal's staying in town and won't want that."
"Ok," he said walking to the corner that Frank had pointed out. "How about this? We put a stage here, and have a curtain set up to go around the stage, making it available for private parties if they want.
"I like your thinking," smiled Frank as he saw the whole place take shape.
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"Good morning, Miss Olivia," said Delia as she sat down a tray on the table in the library.
"Good morning Delia," smiled Livvie back as she took a look at what the lady had brought her. "How are you doing today?" she said picking up her cup of tea.
"Very well, it's not quiet as cold outside today as it has been. Still chilly though."
"I was just reading the newspaper, the temperatures in Port Charles were supposed to reach record lows last night."
"Do you like living there-in Port Charles?"
"Yes, my father lives there. And I have a few friends also."
"Do you know Rafe Kovich's wife?"
"Alison," she said with a slight smile. "She and I were at one time best friends, but life changes too fast at times and before you know it you have argued and fought yourselves so you seem to stand on two different continents and it's impossible to become friends again."
"Nothing is impossible, Olivia," she smiled as she left.
"It's nice to think that," she said getting up and taking her tea with her. She went over to the bookcase and began to look and try and make out what the titles were. She found a small worn leather book way in the back, almost as if someone had tried to make it slip behind the bookcase entirely, and pulled it out. She put down her tea and opened it up seeing the first page had in beautiful calligraphy the name Tara. "Tara," she said softly as she began to open the next page and felt him come up behind her before nudging his face through her hair and finding the nape of her neck, "And a good morning to you too," she said as she turned around, setting down the book for just a second.
"What are you up to today?"
"What do you want me to be up for doing today?" she said as she smiled at him.
"Hmmm, I was thinking as the temperature is slightly warmer than the past few days we could go horseback riding. You aren't scared of horses are you?"
"No, that's fine, let me go get ready," she said giving him a kiss and then taking her tea with her.
Caleb watched her leave before turning around and taking the book and opening it and flipping through the pages quickly, "I'm sorry Tara, but I can't let her see this again," he said quietly as he grabbed one of the muffins sitting on the tray and left the room.
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"So now we just have to decide a name for our cool semi-club place. We can't use the Elixir."
"No, we can't-it's the last thing standing of Joshua's and the sooner we get rid of the name and the environment the faster we'll be," said Jack as he heard the door open and saw Jamal and Imani walk in, "Hey guys," he said looking back at Frank. "So what will it be?"
"What will what be?"
"A name for this place, we just decided the layout and everything for the place, now we just need a good solid name."
"Well, it's the third reincarnation of this place-right?" said Imani.
"Yeah, Recovery Room, Elixir-and now mystery place number 3."
"How about Trinity then?"
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"Destroy this," he said as he slid the book across the counter and watched as Delia caught it before it slid off the other edge.
"Caleb, you can not be serious. This is Tara's diary."
"I know what it is," he said taking a bite out of the muffin. "I wasn't born yesterday remember, just do it-no questions asked."
"Caleb this is a part of the Morley history, a part of it that needs to be known."
"Fine, if it's so important then why don't you just read the first passage in it. Come on Delia," he egged her on as she opened the first page.
"You know I can't read it."
"Because--," he grinned as he extended his hand towards her.
"I swear, you are just like your father," she said at him in an unpleasing tone.
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"See, Frank-I knew there was a reason we made this girl head waitress."
"I'm what?"
Frank just laughed, "Yeah-you are head waitress. Of course there aren't any other waitresses now, so get ready for work," he said as he saw a look of shock on her face.
"We are hiring more, right?"
"Yes, we'll put up a sign or something later today or next week."
"Good, and also as head waitress I will not agree on wearing any short skimpy skirts," protested Imani.
"You are no fun," laughed Jamal as he stood behind her.
"Don't you have a business of your own to run? One that has been out of commission for over three months now?" asked Jack.
"Yeah, yeah-I'm going. I'll be back later, and don't work my girl too hard," he smiled at them and left.
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Livvie was standing outside the kitchen door listening to them, trying to figure out what they were talking about. She had to grin at Delia-the lady had guts to stand up to him, but he didn't seem to care.
"I take it my father had the same request, and you didn't obey him then either."
"No, I didn't. Your step-mother found it one day, and asked him about it. He took it from her and gave to me to destroy."
"Because the only person that can read it has been dead for over 300 years. What is the purpose of keeping a book that can't be read?"
"Did you see if Olivia can read it?"
"No, but it doesn't matter. If the words in that book were to finally be deciphered, finally be translated to a language that someone like me could be understand-well, it could mean the end of the pact Rafe and I signed. And I'm not exactly ready to go spend eternity with my father Delia," he sighed.
Livvie decided now was the perfect time to interrupt this discussion, before he finally did lose his temper with her, "I'm ready to go," she said as she smiled at both of them.
"I made up two thermoses for you to stay warm. I hope you do enjoy the countryside, Olivia."
"Oh I am sure I will," she said as she took the drinks and looked at Caleb. "Are you ready?"
"Yes," he said giving her a kiss and leading her out of the kitchen. He looked back at Delia and silently again told her to destroy it before he left the room.
He didn't even see the smile that came upon her face as she went and placed it in her bag to go home. Delia realized that the possibility of Olivia being able to read the diary was much higher now than either him or Rafe possibly knew.
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"So give me your idea for this place," said Frank as he sat on the back of one of the couches at the Elixir.
"Well, I was thinking that what we need to find is a medium-somewhere where we can have the coziness of the Recovery Room and then club-like atmosphere of the Elixir-minus the vampires. So we put more tables in, and take out the couches."
"No, let's keep the couches-I think people enjoy those more than we think."
"Ok, keep the couches, but new ones-maybe those that are half-circle shaped. Definitely get rid of that back set of them," he said pointing towards the wall opposite of the door.
"Sounds good. Anything else?"
"Well, the one thing it has always been lacking-in both forms-is a private area. That way if someone wants to hold a meeting here, we can accommodate them. And another thing is some place for us to hold concerts, and such. That would add to the club atmosphere."
"We can add a stage over in this corner, but how would we ever afford adding on an extension to here? We could take out the bike shop, but Jamal's staying in town and won't want that."
"Ok," he said walking to the corner that Frank had pointed out. "How about this? We put a stage here, and have a curtain set up to go around the stage, making it available for private parties if they want.
"I like your thinking," smiled Frank as he saw the whole place take shape.
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"Good morning, Miss Olivia," said Delia as she sat down a tray on the table in the library.
"Good morning Delia," smiled Livvie back as she took a look at what the lady had brought her. "How are you doing today?" she said picking up her cup of tea.
"Very well, it's not quiet as cold outside today as it has been. Still chilly though."
"I was just reading the newspaper, the temperatures in Port Charles were supposed to reach record lows last night."
"Do you like living there-in Port Charles?"
"Yes, my father lives there. And I have a few friends also."
"Do you know Rafe Kovich's wife?"
"Alison," she said with a slight smile. "She and I were at one time best friends, but life changes too fast at times and before you know it you have argued and fought yourselves so you seem to stand on two different continents and it's impossible to become friends again."
"Nothing is impossible, Olivia," she smiled as she left.
"It's nice to think that," she said getting up and taking her tea with her. She went over to the bookcase and began to look and try and make out what the titles were. She found a small worn leather book way in the back, almost as if someone had tried to make it slip behind the bookcase entirely, and pulled it out. She put down her tea and opened it up seeing the first page had in beautiful calligraphy the name Tara. "Tara," she said softly as she began to open the next page and felt him come up behind her before nudging his face through her hair and finding the nape of her neck, "And a good morning to you too," she said as she turned around, setting down the book for just a second.
"What are you up to today?"
"What do you want me to be up for doing today?" she said as she smiled at him.
"Hmmm, I was thinking as the temperature is slightly warmer than the past few days we could go horseback riding. You aren't scared of horses are you?"
"No, that's fine, let me go get ready," she said giving him a kiss and then taking her tea with her.
Caleb watched her leave before turning around and taking the book and opening it and flipping through the pages quickly, "I'm sorry Tara, but I can't let her see this again," he said quietly as he grabbed one of the muffins sitting on the tray and left the room.
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"So now we just have to decide a name for our cool semi-club place. We can't use the Elixir."
"No, we can't-it's the last thing standing of Joshua's and the sooner we get rid of the name and the environment the faster we'll be," said Jack as he heard the door open and saw Jamal and Imani walk in, "Hey guys," he said looking back at Frank. "So what will it be?"
"What will what be?"
"A name for this place, we just decided the layout and everything for the place, now we just need a good solid name."
"Well, it's the third reincarnation of this place-right?" said Imani.
"Yeah, Recovery Room, Elixir-and now mystery place number 3."
"How about Trinity then?"
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"Destroy this," he said as he slid the book across the counter and watched as Delia caught it before it slid off the other edge.
"Caleb, you can not be serious. This is Tara's diary."
"I know what it is," he said taking a bite out of the muffin. "I wasn't born yesterday remember, just do it-no questions asked."
"Caleb this is a part of the Morley history, a part of it that needs to be known."
"Fine, if it's so important then why don't you just read the first passage in it. Come on Delia," he egged her on as she opened the first page.
"You know I can't read it."
"Because--," he grinned as he extended his hand towards her.
"I swear, you are just like your father," she said at him in an unpleasing tone.
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"See, Frank-I knew there was a reason we made this girl head waitress."
"I'm what?"
Frank just laughed, "Yeah-you are head waitress. Of course there aren't any other waitresses now, so get ready for work," he said as he saw a look of shock on her face.
"We are hiring more, right?"
"Yes, we'll put up a sign or something later today or next week."
"Good, and also as head waitress I will not agree on wearing any short skimpy skirts," protested Imani.
"You are no fun," laughed Jamal as he stood behind her.
"Don't you have a business of your own to run? One that has been out of commission for over three months now?" asked Jack.
"Yeah, yeah-I'm going. I'll be back later, and don't work my girl too hard," he smiled at them and left.
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Livvie was standing outside the kitchen door listening to them, trying to figure out what they were talking about. She had to grin at Delia-the lady had guts to stand up to him, but he didn't seem to care.
"I take it my father had the same request, and you didn't obey him then either."
"No, I didn't. Your step-mother found it one day, and asked him about it. He took it from her and gave to me to destroy."
"Because the only person that can read it has been dead for over 300 years. What is the purpose of keeping a book that can't be read?"
"Did you see if Olivia can read it?"
"No, but it doesn't matter. If the words in that book were to finally be deciphered, finally be translated to a language that someone like me could be understand-well, it could mean the end of the pact Rafe and I signed. And I'm not exactly ready to go spend eternity with my father Delia," he sighed.
Livvie decided now was the perfect time to interrupt this discussion, before he finally did lose his temper with her, "I'm ready to go," she said as she smiled at both of them.
"I made up two thermoses for you to stay warm. I hope you do enjoy the countryside, Olivia."
"Oh I am sure I will," she said as she took the drinks and looked at Caleb. "Are you ready?"
"Yes," he said giving her a kiss and leading her out of the kitchen. He looked back at Delia and silently again told her to destroy it before he left the room.
He didn't even see the smile that came upon her face as she went and placed it in her bag to go home. Delia realized that the possibility of Olivia being able to read the diary was much higher now than either him or Rafe possibly knew.
