It was never love, he feels no love, and he's a vampire; if anything it was
revenge on the witch that had caused him so much pain and anguish and yet
there was still something there for her, deep down in his heart for that
woman, that Olivia. She was his Olivia, she always would be in one way or
another, he had taken her from them all and made her his, and now he had
another card to play. Alison had what he wanted, she had his child, Livvie
had made her wish and now she was going to regret it.
He moved off of the floor, watching Ali sleep, sweet, innocent Alison who would never fall for something as dark and evil as he. He laughed in his typical cruel manner, though she was still unconscious. Dressing silently and swift, he walked out of the apartment, leaving Alison there on his floor, in front of the fireplace. Livvie, he knew her, she was playing some game, she was pushing the boundaries somewhere to get back at him for this, or maybe it was that she still thought this was a game, this was something only he had planned and it would all turn out in the end. Poor Livvie, she never did have much sense.
The bar was closed, he expected it to be, it was still early and no one drinks this early. No normal being anyway. But how many normal beings were there in Port Charles? Lucy was out, she stopped seeing him, his eyes caught hers and he grinned, it was a maniacal look in his eyes, and yet there was something hiding deep in their amber interiors. She watched his leaving back for a bit longer before almost running to her cousin's home, to check on him, to warn him that Caleb was up to something. Though truthfully, when in all his time in Port Charles had Caleb not been up to something? Lucy found what she may not have expected, though likely what He had known was going on. It was too easy, Livvie was in pain there was strong, brave Rafe, and the little girl, little Olivia had no one else to fall on, why not fall into the one that your lover hates? After all, he did it to her.
Caleb returned to his apartment to find Alison sitting on the couch, her knees up to her chest, she was paling slowly, he grinned to himself before he touched her, watching her reaction.
C: Is it morning sickness my sweet, innocent child?
A: Don't call me that Caleb...and how do you know that?
C: It is my seed inside of you, I would know.
She gasped, poor child, she didn't know. She stood quickly, her small fists pounding into his chest before grabbing the sheer cloth of his shirt and slipping onto the ground.
A: All of this...I went against my husband...my Rafe, my angel because...because you wanted a child? Oh my god Rafe what have I done to you?
He laughed, there was something insanely funny about this scene, and she watched him, looking up with sad and wet eyes. He was a monster, she could see that now, and she had been with him, been to bed with him multiple times. Oh lord.
A: This had to have been a trick, you did it to Livvie years ago, and you can still do it...it's a trick...it must be.
He bent down, crouching on the floor and running a finger across the tear soaked cheek and down her chin.
C: It's no trick Alison, everything you've done was by your own free will.
He moved off of the floor, watching Ali sleep, sweet, innocent Alison who would never fall for something as dark and evil as he. He laughed in his typical cruel manner, though she was still unconscious. Dressing silently and swift, he walked out of the apartment, leaving Alison there on his floor, in front of the fireplace. Livvie, he knew her, she was playing some game, she was pushing the boundaries somewhere to get back at him for this, or maybe it was that she still thought this was a game, this was something only he had planned and it would all turn out in the end. Poor Livvie, she never did have much sense.
The bar was closed, he expected it to be, it was still early and no one drinks this early. No normal being anyway. But how many normal beings were there in Port Charles? Lucy was out, she stopped seeing him, his eyes caught hers and he grinned, it was a maniacal look in his eyes, and yet there was something hiding deep in their amber interiors. She watched his leaving back for a bit longer before almost running to her cousin's home, to check on him, to warn him that Caleb was up to something. Though truthfully, when in all his time in Port Charles had Caleb not been up to something? Lucy found what she may not have expected, though likely what He had known was going on. It was too easy, Livvie was in pain there was strong, brave Rafe, and the little girl, little Olivia had no one else to fall on, why not fall into the one that your lover hates? After all, he did it to her.
Caleb returned to his apartment to find Alison sitting on the couch, her knees up to her chest, she was paling slowly, he grinned to himself before he touched her, watching her reaction.
C: Is it morning sickness my sweet, innocent child?
A: Don't call me that Caleb...and how do you know that?
C: It is my seed inside of you, I would know.
She gasped, poor child, she didn't know. She stood quickly, her small fists pounding into his chest before grabbing the sheer cloth of his shirt and slipping onto the ground.
A: All of this...I went against my husband...my Rafe, my angel because...because you wanted a child? Oh my god Rafe what have I done to you?
He laughed, there was something insanely funny about this scene, and she watched him, looking up with sad and wet eyes. He was a monster, she could see that now, and she had been with him, been to bed with him multiple times. Oh lord.
A: This had to have been a trick, you did it to Livvie years ago, and you can still do it...it's a trick...it must be.
He bent down, crouching on the floor and running a finger across the tear soaked cheek and down her chin.
C: It's no trick Alison, everything you've done was by your own free will.