Now that the story has started, I guess I should reveal a couple of
things. Things are different here in my story. First off, Ethan and
Theresa are together. Luis did reveal all of Alistair's secrets one being
that Little Ethan was really Ethan's. During Gwen and Ethan's divorce she
died. Eve and Julian are now together-why not since their past has been
revealed. Rebecca is nowhere-I hate her. I hate Whitney, too. So I think
I might make her a bad girl in this story. Who knows. Let me know what
you think. I'll keep you posted as new changes arise.
Theresa pushed herself off of the bed and walked over to the window gazing out at the moonlit gardens of the Crane estate.
He walked over and put his arms around her. "Please, Theresa, you've got to talk to someone. These dreams are starting to scare me and I'm worried about you. You rarely sleep, you don't eat. The only person you seem to be yourself around is our son."
"Our son." She smiled. "That still sounds so strange. All that time I worried that he would grow up to be like Julian or Alistair. You know I nearly drove myself mad. I really had nothing to worry about now did I?" She turned her head and looked her son's father in the eyes.
Ethan grinned. "No, and Little E will grow up to be a good honest man. I'll make sure of that."
She turned in his arms to face him. "I have no doubt but that you will. You've really stepped up to your responsibilities to Little E since we found out that Julian wasn't his father. I'll always be greatful to you for that."
"You should also be greatful that Julian has allowed us to stay in the mansion until we are able to find a place of our own."
Theresa smiled. "Yeah, who would have ever thought that Julian Crane had a heart? I just hope he doesn't return to his old ways until we've been able to find a home."
"Eve wouldn't let him. Trust me. She has him wrapped around her little finger. Who would have ever thought those two would have become an item?"
"Still blows my mind." She walked back over and set on the edge of the bed. "I believe the drink is starting to work. My eyes are feeling heavy again."
Ethan walked over and covered Theresa up. "Please, Theresa, promise me you'll talk to Eve."
"Ethan..."
"Please." He begged.
She finally gave in. "I'll talk to her first thing in the morning."
"Good." He bent down and lay a light kiss across her lips. "Get you some sleep."
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That same night Fox Crane lay alone in his bed. Things had changed drastically in the past six months. Luis had been to blame for that. The secrets he had found stored away in Alistair's safe played out in front of everyone at the Founder's Day Dance. Included in those were how Gwen and Rebecca had been the one's to expose Ethan's true paternity. They also showed conversations that Rebecca and Ivy had when they made the fake tape showing Ethan murdering Julian. It had even revealed the true paternity to Little Ethan.
Ethan and Gwen were already having a hard time in their marriage, what with the stress of finding out Gwen couldn't bare children. After her secrets were revealed Ethan had immediately filed for divorce. A short time later, Gwen was found dead in the room her and Ethan had once shared at the mansion. Even though Alistair was no longer running the show the whole situation had been kept fairly quite. The Crane's were of course trying to salvage the family name.
Fox rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He opened his medicine cabinet and pulled out the prescription bottle. Dr. Russell had given him some pills to help him sleep and obviously tonight he needed one. He popped the pill into his mouth and chased it with a glass of water. He closed the cabinet back and took a good look at himself in the mirror. He almost didn't recognize himself. Dark circles lay underneath his eyes and he recently he had little desire to shave. That mingled with the gin had turned his features harsh.
It was probably a good thing that he had not seen Theresa lately. Theresa. God, how hard he tried to forget her. Hopefully the pills would work soon. The only peace he seem to get lately were in his dreams.
They had seen very little of each other in the past six months. It hadn't been Theresa's fault. Fox had been the one to push her away. Theresa had been right about Gwen and Rebecca all along. They had lied and schemed and taken away the very life that Theresa had wanted. A life with Ethan. Who was he to deny her that when she had worked so hard to obtain it?
Fox walked over and looked out the windowof his new apartment. Downtown Harmony filled his view as did, in the distance, his former home, the Crane mansion. He hadn't been able to stay there. Seeing Theresa with Ethan tore him apart everytime. He couldn't bare it. He had to leave. Leaving there meant leaving her, but again that's the way it had to be.
Fox rubbed his eyes. The pills were finally starting to work. In a few minutes he would be asleep. Asleep and dreaming of her. He walked over and lay down on the bed. He didn't even bother to pull up the covers. Why bother? No matter how many covers, he was always chilled to the bone. She wasn't there to keep him warm.
Fox closed his eyes in sleep....
"Theresa?" He whispered.
"Yes." She turned around to face him. Her pain clearly written in her eyes. He could see it. He could see everything in her eyes. "It's me."
"I've missed you so bad, Theresa."
"Have you?" She asked. Not believing that he meant it.
"You don't believe me."
"Why should I Fox?"
"Because it's the truth."
"The truth is you left me, Fox. You abandoned me."
"I left you to the life you always wanted. I gave you back the life Gwen and Rebecca took away from you."
"Who said I wanted that life?" She asked simply.
"You."
"That was before I was with you. Things changed for me after you. After the first time we made love." She walked over and stood in front of him. "I realized then that what I had always wanted was just a dream. A dream I created. The night we made love I realized my truth. You were my truth, Fox."
"Theresa..." He pulled her in his arms and bent down to kiss her. She gently lay a finger across his lips.
"I'm sorry, Fox. It's too late."
"What do you mean?"
"It's too late for us." He pulled out of his arms and turned to walk away.
He held tightly to her hand, "Please, Theresa." She broke free from his grasp and then she was gone. He suddenly realized that even in his dreams he couldn't be happy.
Theresa pushed herself off of the bed and walked over to the window gazing out at the moonlit gardens of the Crane estate.
He walked over and put his arms around her. "Please, Theresa, you've got to talk to someone. These dreams are starting to scare me and I'm worried about you. You rarely sleep, you don't eat. The only person you seem to be yourself around is our son."
"Our son." She smiled. "That still sounds so strange. All that time I worried that he would grow up to be like Julian or Alistair. You know I nearly drove myself mad. I really had nothing to worry about now did I?" She turned her head and looked her son's father in the eyes.
Ethan grinned. "No, and Little E will grow up to be a good honest man. I'll make sure of that."
She turned in his arms to face him. "I have no doubt but that you will. You've really stepped up to your responsibilities to Little E since we found out that Julian wasn't his father. I'll always be greatful to you for that."
"You should also be greatful that Julian has allowed us to stay in the mansion until we are able to find a place of our own."
Theresa smiled. "Yeah, who would have ever thought that Julian Crane had a heart? I just hope he doesn't return to his old ways until we've been able to find a home."
"Eve wouldn't let him. Trust me. She has him wrapped around her little finger. Who would have ever thought those two would have become an item?"
"Still blows my mind." She walked back over and set on the edge of the bed. "I believe the drink is starting to work. My eyes are feeling heavy again."
Ethan walked over and covered Theresa up. "Please, Theresa, promise me you'll talk to Eve."
"Ethan..."
"Please." He begged.
She finally gave in. "I'll talk to her first thing in the morning."
"Good." He bent down and lay a light kiss across her lips. "Get you some sleep."
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That same night Fox Crane lay alone in his bed. Things had changed drastically in the past six months. Luis had been to blame for that. The secrets he had found stored away in Alistair's safe played out in front of everyone at the Founder's Day Dance. Included in those were how Gwen and Rebecca had been the one's to expose Ethan's true paternity. They also showed conversations that Rebecca and Ivy had when they made the fake tape showing Ethan murdering Julian. It had even revealed the true paternity to Little Ethan.
Ethan and Gwen were already having a hard time in their marriage, what with the stress of finding out Gwen couldn't bare children. After her secrets were revealed Ethan had immediately filed for divorce. A short time later, Gwen was found dead in the room her and Ethan had once shared at the mansion. Even though Alistair was no longer running the show the whole situation had been kept fairly quite. The Crane's were of course trying to salvage the family name.
Fox rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He opened his medicine cabinet and pulled out the prescription bottle. Dr. Russell had given him some pills to help him sleep and obviously tonight he needed one. He popped the pill into his mouth and chased it with a glass of water. He closed the cabinet back and took a good look at himself in the mirror. He almost didn't recognize himself. Dark circles lay underneath his eyes and he recently he had little desire to shave. That mingled with the gin had turned his features harsh.
It was probably a good thing that he had not seen Theresa lately. Theresa. God, how hard he tried to forget her. Hopefully the pills would work soon. The only peace he seem to get lately were in his dreams.
They had seen very little of each other in the past six months. It hadn't been Theresa's fault. Fox had been the one to push her away. Theresa had been right about Gwen and Rebecca all along. They had lied and schemed and taken away the very life that Theresa had wanted. A life with Ethan. Who was he to deny her that when she had worked so hard to obtain it?
Fox walked over and looked out the windowof his new apartment. Downtown Harmony filled his view as did, in the distance, his former home, the Crane mansion. He hadn't been able to stay there. Seeing Theresa with Ethan tore him apart everytime. He couldn't bare it. He had to leave. Leaving there meant leaving her, but again that's the way it had to be.
Fox rubbed his eyes. The pills were finally starting to work. In a few minutes he would be asleep. Asleep and dreaming of her. He walked over and lay down on the bed. He didn't even bother to pull up the covers. Why bother? No matter how many covers, he was always chilled to the bone. She wasn't there to keep him warm.
Fox closed his eyes in sleep....
"Theresa?" He whispered.
"Yes." She turned around to face him. Her pain clearly written in her eyes. He could see it. He could see everything in her eyes. "It's me."
"I've missed you so bad, Theresa."
"Have you?" She asked. Not believing that he meant it.
"You don't believe me."
"Why should I Fox?"
"Because it's the truth."
"The truth is you left me, Fox. You abandoned me."
"I left you to the life you always wanted. I gave you back the life Gwen and Rebecca took away from you."
"Who said I wanted that life?" She asked simply.
"You."
"That was before I was with you. Things changed for me after you. After the first time we made love." She walked over and stood in front of him. "I realized then that what I had always wanted was just a dream. A dream I created. The night we made love I realized my truth. You were my truth, Fox."
"Theresa..." He pulled her in his arms and bent down to kiss her. She gently lay a finger across his lips.
"I'm sorry, Fox. It's too late."
"What do you mean?"
"It's too late for us." He pulled out of his arms and turned to walk away.
He held tightly to her hand, "Please, Theresa." She broke free from his grasp and then she was gone. He suddenly realized that even in his dreams he couldn't be happy.