I do not own Passions. I would love to though, so if anyone knows how I can
go about making that a reality, let me know.
Author's Note- A friend of mine who proof reads all of my stories told me that I needed to do something to Rebecca or to Gwen, because I have written 17 chapters, and very little of that is devoted to what the story is about. Don't worry, I have something planned, and some of it is at the end of this chapter. Stay tuned, and please review! I love when that magic number goes up!
Chapter 18- Moving the first Chess Piece.
Kate finally reached the mansion. She was mad, livid even. She needed to get this over with. She would expose the people who hurt her for the lying, scheming, evil people that they were, and then she would leave this God forsaken place, and never return again.
Kate berated herself for ever coming back here. She had sworn that she never would. This trip had proven that she, like the rest of her family, was destined for nothing but pain and suffering. She would never find someone to love her, not someone who would really love her. That was all she ever really wanted. The love she and Fox had for each other came close, but that was brother and sister love, and she wanted real love.
She walked in the house, slamming the door behind her. Phyllis, the head housekeeper, timidly came over to her. "Miss Crane?" She said, her voice trembling. "The papers that you requested came today." She handed her a thick manila envelope, and backed out of the room.
Kate had suspected something for a long time, even before she had come home. The documents that would either prove or disprove her theory were in her hand, along with something else her contact had dug up. She couldn't wait to see the results.
Once she was upstairs in her bedroom with the door locked, she opened the envelope. She reached into the envelope, and pulled out a thick stack of papers. Her eyes widened as she looked at the first document, which had come from the pathology lab of Harmony Medical Center. Her suspicions were correct. Little Ethan wasn't who everyone else thought he was.
She went through the other documents, from a legal clerk who worked in Boston. She wasn't very surprised by what she found, she had always known what a lying, conniving witch her mother was, but she was impressed by the thoroughness of her scheme. She would really enjoy exposing this one.
Finally she found a DVD. She put it in her laptop, and pressed the play button when the screen came to life. She gasped at what she saw. Her father and Dr. Russell! She wasn't surprised about her father, but the good doctor? Kate couldn't believe it. She also wasn't sure what to do with this, since it would hurt a lot more people who had never done anything to her. Kate wasn't sure she was prepared to do that to anyone.
~*~*~
Fox and Theresa had gone back upstairs to her office after the fight. While Theresa was trying to find ice to put on Fox' eye, which was already turning dark purple, Fox was thinking about what Kate had said to him before running out of garage. Did he really abandon her? The more he thought about it, the more he agreed with her. He had never been good with goodbyes, so he had just left her a note, and hopped a jet here in the middle of the night.
He had to go find her. He had to apologize to her, for everything.
~*~*~
When Rebecca strolled into her bedroom, she never expected to see her new stepdaughter sitting at the chair across from her door. She gasped, shocked. Kate motioned for her to sit on the chair next to her, and she did so, wondering what she was going to do.
"I want you to give Theresa back her son." Kate said, the matter of factness in her voice made Rebecca very nervous.
"Are you joking? Why in the world would I do something like that?" Rebecca answered, trying to mask the fear in her voice. She knew that she would not be having this conversation if Kate didn't know something. Rebecca racked her brain, trying to think of what it could be; she had done quite a few things that would probably be seen as less than honest, even downright evil.
"Because I want you to. And you definitely do not want to make me upset, I may let something that I found out slip, perhaps 'email' someone something that you and Gwen wouldn't want others to know." Kate stated. Rebecca was near panic now that she understood that Kate knew that she and Gwen had sent the email to that tabloid. Did she know anything else? Rebecca had to know.
"I know more than that dear stepmother." Kate said. "And if you want to stay alive, because you and I both know that once people find out about your treachery, you and your daughter will be history, then you will give Theresa back her son by tomorrow night, and you will leave her and her family alone. For good. I mean it Rebecca, if I have to have another conversation with you on this subject, it will not be in private. That is a promise Rebecca, not an idle threat."
Kate walked over to the door, and said, "Sweet dreams, dear stepmother!" She swept out the door without another word.
Rebecca slumped in her chair. This was bad, very bad. She tried as hard as she could to think of a way to retaliate against this move, but nothing came to mind, at least, not anything she could accomplish by tomorrow night. Rebecca left the room, went down the long hall, toward her daughter's bedroom. She hated to do this to her Gwennie, but she had to protect them. There was nothing else they could do.
Author's Note- A friend of mine who proof reads all of my stories told me that I needed to do something to Rebecca or to Gwen, because I have written 17 chapters, and very little of that is devoted to what the story is about. Don't worry, I have something planned, and some of it is at the end of this chapter. Stay tuned, and please review! I love when that magic number goes up!
Chapter 18- Moving the first Chess Piece.
Kate finally reached the mansion. She was mad, livid even. She needed to get this over with. She would expose the people who hurt her for the lying, scheming, evil people that they were, and then she would leave this God forsaken place, and never return again.
Kate berated herself for ever coming back here. She had sworn that she never would. This trip had proven that she, like the rest of her family, was destined for nothing but pain and suffering. She would never find someone to love her, not someone who would really love her. That was all she ever really wanted. The love she and Fox had for each other came close, but that was brother and sister love, and she wanted real love.
She walked in the house, slamming the door behind her. Phyllis, the head housekeeper, timidly came over to her. "Miss Crane?" She said, her voice trembling. "The papers that you requested came today." She handed her a thick manila envelope, and backed out of the room.
Kate had suspected something for a long time, even before she had come home. The documents that would either prove or disprove her theory were in her hand, along with something else her contact had dug up. She couldn't wait to see the results.
Once she was upstairs in her bedroom with the door locked, she opened the envelope. She reached into the envelope, and pulled out a thick stack of papers. Her eyes widened as she looked at the first document, which had come from the pathology lab of Harmony Medical Center. Her suspicions were correct. Little Ethan wasn't who everyone else thought he was.
She went through the other documents, from a legal clerk who worked in Boston. She wasn't very surprised by what she found, she had always known what a lying, conniving witch her mother was, but she was impressed by the thoroughness of her scheme. She would really enjoy exposing this one.
Finally she found a DVD. She put it in her laptop, and pressed the play button when the screen came to life. She gasped at what she saw. Her father and Dr. Russell! She wasn't surprised about her father, but the good doctor? Kate couldn't believe it. She also wasn't sure what to do with this, since it would hurt a lot more people who had never done anything to her. Kate wasn't sure she was prepared to do that to anyone.
~*~*~
Fox and Theresa had gone back upstairs to her office after the fight. While Theresa was trying to find ice to put on Fox' eye, which was already turning dark purple, Fox was thinking about what Kate had said to him before running out of garage. Did he really abandon her? The more he thought about it, the more he agreed with her. He had never been good with goodbyes, so he had just left her a note, and hopped a jet here in the middle of the night.
He had to go find her. He had to apologize to her, for everything.
~*~*~
When Rebecca strolled into her bedroom, she never expected to see her new stepdaughter sitting at the chair across from her door. She gasped, shocked. Kate motioned for her to sit on the chair next to her, and she did so, wondering what she was going to do.
"I want you to give Theresa back her son." Kate said, the matter of factness in her voice made Rebecca very nervous.
"Are you joking? Why in the world would I do something like that?" Rebecca answered, trying to mask the fear in her voice. She knew that she would not be having this conversation if Kate didn't know something. Rebecca racked her brain, trying to think of what it could be; she had done quite a few things that would probably be seen as less than honest, even downright evil.
"Because I want you to. And you definitely do not want to make me upset, I may let something that I found out slip, perhaps 'email' someone something that you and Gwen wouldn't want others to know." Kate stated. Rebecca was near panic now that she understood that Kate knew that she and Gwen had sent the email to that tabloid. Did she know anything else? Rebecca had to know.
"I know more than that dear stepmother." Kate said. "And if you want to stay alive, because you and I both know that once people find out about your treachery, you and your daughter will be history, then you will give Theresa back her son by tomorrow night, and you will leave her and her family alone. For good. I mean it Rebecca, if I have to have another conversation with you on this subject, it will not be in private. That is a promise Rebecca, not an idle threat."
Kate walked over to the door, and said, "Sweet dreams, dear stepmother!" She swept out the door without another word.
Rebecca slumped in her chair. This was bad, very bad. She tried as hard as she could to think of a way to retaliate against this move, but nothing came to mind, at least, not anything she could accomplish by tomorrow night. Rebecca left the room, went down the long hall, toward her daughter's bedroom. She hated to do this to her Gwennie, but she had to protect them. There was nothing else they could do.