'Over all, it has actually been a good day.' Skye thought as she sat down
at the cafe table with her purchases. 'Shopping. It is one of the great
joys of being in Paris. The stores line ever street. Although, Alcazar's
minions aren't even trying to hide themselves anymore. I almost managed to
loose them again today in the crowds at Au Printemps. I wouldn't be
surprised to find out that they put a tracking devise on me somewhere to
keep track of me. Especially after the way I managed to ditch them last
week. That would be just the sort of thing Luis would come up with.
Another good reason not to wear any of the presents that he sends me.'
Skye shook her head in amusement. 'Will there is one advantage to having
them there. I don't have to worry about anything bad happening to me
unless Luis himself orders it. Now, if I could somehow get it through
Luis's thick skull that he is wasting his time, I might be able to form
something resembling a normal life.'
"Good Morning Miss Chandler."
Skye groaned. 'To speak of the devil,' she thought. 'Why do I always get stuck with the crazy ones?' "Luis, my name is Mrs Jacks." 'And I might just keep that name long after my next divorce if it will somehow get the idea that I'm not his sunk into his thick skull.'
"Nonsense, as far as I am concerned, until the day you take my name, you will always be Miss Chandler. Those other men were never worthy of you. That latest one, well, he is very possibly the greatest fool of the lot."
Skye had an overwhelming urge to start banging her head against the table in frustration.
"However, I might be persuaded to accept the name Miss Chandler- Quartermaine if you insist on carrying your birth fathers name next to your adopted name."
Skye looked to heavens. 'Why me? Are you having a big laugh up there at my expense?'
"Now my sweet. What can I do for you today?"
Skye took a sip of coffee. 'Oh the possibilities. Jump off a cliff. Step in front of a train. Get lost and never come back. Basically, let me have a life. It's what I want to say, but I won't. I know from past experience that he just becomes more encourageable.' Instead she said, "Why don't you give your hired thugs something useful to do, like say delivering my purchases back to my hotel room for me so I don't have to carry them."
"Of course my dear. You have only to ask." Alcazar motioned for one of his men to take Skye's bags. Moments later, Skye's purchases were gathered up and carried off by one of the men. Alcazar turned back to Skye. "Now see how easy that was. You told be what you needed and I arranged for it to be done."
"Sure, as long as what I want doesn't interfere with what you want." Alcazar was starting to get on Skye's nerves.
"But of course. Why would I ever order something done that would interfere with what I want? I have great hopes that someday you will learn to stop wanting things that interfere with my needs. Now let's try something a little harder. Why don't you tell me what your heart desires so I can arrange it for you?"
At that point Skye lost her patience. "You know what my heart desires and you know damn well why I can never have it."
Skye got up and stormed off.
Alcazar motioned for one of his men to follow her, then he sat back to think.
'What does Skye's heart desire that she thinks she can't have?' Alcazar was stumped for a moment. 'Of course, that's it! It is the same thing that she has wanted since she was a little girl. Hmm, this will take a little time and a lot of arrangements, but it can be done.' Alcazar picked up his phone and pushed speed dial 2. "Mr Wells, I need you to get me Dr Neff. I have a job for him. Offer him whatever he wants, but get him to Paris. Oh, and I have a few other arrangements that I need made. I will fax you the list. I will expect everything to be in place within two days."
"Yes, Sir."
'That's what I like about Wells. He never complains or makes excuses. He just does as I ask and keeps he mouth shut. Now that list. Oh the things I do to keep that woman happy and with me. If this works, it should accomplish both."
Meanwhile in Port Charles.
'It's not the same. She's not the same,' Jax thought. 'Hell it's been four years. Of course she's a little different. Everyone changes. But so many things are different. Her tastes, her favourite foods, but those things change too. I just wasn't around for the last four years to watch them change and to change with her. It's like getting to know her all over again.
The last couple of weeks, she has been pulling away from me. I could swear that she's making up excuses not to spend time with me.
When she came to Port Charles, seeing her alive was so overwhelming. Everything that I have ever felt for her cam rushing to the surface. And when I found out that she wasn't dying, it was like I was granted a miracle. But now, it feels different. Do I really love her or am I acting on my old memories.
And where is Skye? I have been calling her for two weeks. She isn't returning my calls. I don't blame her. But I want to hear her voice. I want to know that she's okay. I'm worried about her. Oh God. I have so screwed up my life. I miss her. I'm still ticked at her, but I miss her. Heaven help me, because I still love her. But I also love Brenda, don't I?'
"Brenda, the doctor will see you now."
'What?' I watched as Brenda walked across the lobby and went into the office. 'Brenda sent me out to renew her prescription of birth control. She said that she wanted some time to herself at the cabin. What is she doing here?' After the door closed behind her I walked over to see which doctor she was with. 'A psychiatrist? Why didn't she tell me? Do I confront her about it? I don't want to make it any worse. I think that I will wait a few days and see if she comes to me.'
In the doctor's office
"Doctor, Thank you so much for seeing me."
"You said that you were having nightmares."
"Well, they aren't nightmares, exactly."
"Brenda, may I call you Brenda?"
Brenda nodded.
"Why don't you sit down and tell me all about it."
"The dreams themselves aren't threatening. In fact when I'm in them I feel safe, happy, and very content."
"I don't see the problem. Most people don't complain about dreams that make them feel that way."
"The problem is that they don't feel like dreams. They feel like memories. Every time I woke up over the last two days, I felt like I was in the wrong place. I felt like I should be there."
"Tell me about these dreams."
"I am at this house in the country."
"Whose house is it?"
"Mine."
"How do you know?"
"I just do. Like I know that I decorated all the rooms and planted all the gardens. There is this little girl that calls me 'mommy.' It isn't just a dream or a wish. I can actually remember giving birth to her. There is a husband. I can never see him but I know that it isn't Jax."
"How does that make you feel?"
"Confused, on one hand I have all these feelings for Jax, but in my dreams, it isn't Jax that I want to be with."
"Do you love Jax?"
"I don't know? A couple of weeks ago, I would have said absolutely yes. But now?"
"Maybe your dreams are trying to tell you something?"
"Yes, like maybe I'm loosing my mind. That isn't the strangest thing about the dreams."
"What is?"
"When I look in the mirror, I don't see this face. The face is very similar to mine. The same hair and eyes, but the rest of the features have small changes in them. I feel like I'm going crazy. I was wondering, well, my mother had this disease that was driving her insane. I was wondering if I had it to."
"I thought that you had already been tested for it."
"Yes, but I never actually saw the results. First I took Alazar's word that I was sick, then I believed Jax when he said that I wasn't."
"You don't trust Jax?"
"It isn't that I don't trust him. It's just that he got his information second-hand. It could be wrong. I want to take the test again. I need to know for sure."
"I can set it up right away if you have the time to wait."
"Thank you."
"Good Morning Miss Chandler."
Skye groaned. 'To speak of the devil,' she thought. 'Why do I always get stuck with the crazy ones?' "Luis, my name is Mrs Jacks." 'And I might just keep that name long after my next divorce if it will somehow get the idea that I'm not his sunk into his thick skull.'
"Nonsense, as far as I am concerned, until the day you take my name, you will always be Miss Chandler. Those other men were never worthy of you. That latest one, well, he is very possibly the greatest fool of the lot."
Skye had an overwhelming urge to start banging her head against the table in frustration.
"However, I might be persuaded to accept the name Miss Chandler- Quartermaine if you insist on carrying your birth fathers name next to your adopted name."
Skye looked to heavens. 'Why me? Are you having a big laugh up there at my expense?'
"Now my sweet. What can I do for you today?"
Skye took a sip of coffee. 'Oh the possibilities. Jump off a cliff. Step in front of a train. Get lost and never come back. Basically, let me have a life. It's what I want to say, but I won't. I know from past experience that he just becomes more encourageable.' Instead she said, "Why don't you give your hired thugs something useful to do, like say delivering my purchases back to my hotel room for me so I don't have to carry them."
"Of course my dear. You have only to ask." Alcazar motioned for one of his men to take Skye's bags. Moments later, Skye's purchases were gathered up and carried off by one of the men. Alcazar turned back to Skye. "Now see how easy that was. You told be what you needed and I arranged for it to be done."
"Sure, as long as what I want doesn't interfere with what you want." Alcazar was starting to get on Skye's nerves.
"But of course. Why would I ever order something done that would interfere with what I want? I have great hopes that someday you will learn to stop wanting things that interfere with my needs. Now let's try something a little harder. Why don't you tell me what your heart desires so I can arrange it for you?"
At that point Skye lost her patience. "You know what my heart desires and you know damn well why I can never have it."
Skye got up and stormed off.
Alcazar motioned for one of his men to follow her, then he sat back to think.
'What does Skye's heart desire that she thinks she can't have?' Alcazar was stumped for a moment. 'Of course, that's it! It is the same thing that she has wanted since she was a little girl. Hmm, this will take a little time and a lot of arrangements, but it can be done.' Alcazar picked up his phone and pushed speed dial 2. "Mr Wells, I need you to get me Dr Neff. I have a job for him. Offer him whatever he wants, but get him to Paris. Oh, and I have a few other arrangements that I need made. I will fax you the list. I will expect everything to be in place within two days."
"Yes, Sir."
'That's what I like about Wells. He never complains or makes excuses. He just does as I ask and keeps he mouth shut. Now that list. Oh the things I do to keep that woman happy and with me. If this works, it should accomplish both."
Meanwhile in Port Charles.
'It's not the same. She's not the same,' Jax thought. 'Hell it's been four years. Of course she's a little different. Everyone changes. But so many things are different. Her tastes, her favourite foods, but those things change too. I just wasn't around for the last four years to watch them change and to change with her. It's like getting to know her all over again.
The last couple of weeks, she has been pulling away from me. I could swear that she's making up excuses not to spend time with me.
When she came to Port Charles, seeing her alive was so overwhelming. Everything that I have ever felt for her cam rushing to the surface. And when I found out that she wasn't dying, it was like I was granted a miracle. But now, it feels different. Do I really love her or am I acting on my old memories.
And where is Skye? I have been calling her for two weeks. She isn't returning my calls. I don't blame her. But I want to hear her voice. I want to know that she's okay. I'm worried about her. Oh God. I have so screwed up my life. I miss her. I'm still ticked at her, but I miss her. Heaven help me, because I still love her. But I also love Brenda, don't I?'
"Brenda, the doctor will see you now."
'What?' I watched as Brenda walked across the lobby and went into the office. 'Brenda sent me out to renew her prescription of birth control. She said that she wanted some time to herself at the cabin. What is she doing here?' After the door closed behind her I walked over to see which doctor she was with. 'A psychiatrist? Why didn't she tell me? Do I confront her about it? I don't want to make it any worse. I think that I will wait a few days and see if she comes to me.'
In the doctor's office
"Doctor, Thank you so much for seeing me."
"You said that you were having nightmares."
"Well, they aren't nightmares, exactly."
"Brenda, may I call you Brenda?"
Brenda nodded.
"Why don't you sit down and tell me all about it."
"The dreams themselves aren't threatening. In fact when I'm in them I feel safe, happy, and very content."
"I don't see the problem. Most people don't complain about dreams that make them feel that way."
"The problem is that they don't feel like dreams. They feel like memories. Every time I woke up over the last two days, I felt like I was in the wrong place. I felt like I should be there."
"Tell me about these dreams."
"I am at this house in the country."
"Whose house is it?"
"Mine."
"How do you know?"
"I just do. Like I know that I decorated all the rooms and planted all the gardens. There is this little girl that calls me 'mommy.' It isn't just a dream or a wish. I can actually remember giving birth to her. There is a husband. I can never see him but I know that it isn't Jax."
"How does that make you feel?"
"Confused, on one hand I have all these feelings for Jax, but in my dreams, it isn't Jax that I want to be with."
"Do you love Jax?"
"I don't know? A couple of weeks ago, I would have said absolutely yes. But now?"
"Maybe your dreams are trying to tell you something?"
"Yes, like maybe I'm loosing my mind. That isn't the strangest thing about the dreams."
"What is?"
"When I look in the mirror, I don't see this face. The face is very similar to mine. The same hair and eyes, but the rest of the features have small changes in them. I feel like I'm going crazy. I was wondering, well, my mother had this disease that was driving her insane. I was wondering if I had it to."
"I thought that you had already been tested for it."
"Yes, but I never actually saw the results. First I took Alazar's word that I was sick, then I believed Jax when he said that I wasn't."
"You don't trust Jax?"
"It isn't that I don't trust him. It's just that he got his information second-hand. It could be wrong. I want to take the test again. I need to know for sure."
"I can set it up right away if you have the time to wait."
"Thank you."