Speaker of the Truth

Holding his head in his hands EJ was staring into the endless void again. He had lost. He had gambled and lost everything again. This time there wouldn't be any hope for a reconciliation with anyone. Samantha was back with Lucas living the dream she had fought for so long and Stefano had taken back the reigns of the DiMera empire. This time there wasn't anything for EJ to hold on to.

He threw his head back and decided to drift if a drifter he would have to be. He ran up stairs in the DiMera mansion. It was just one of those things he would do for the last time that day. With a dead smile on his face EJ met his image in the mirror and turned his head away. A broken man wasn't a pleasant sight. Quickly he changed into something more comfortable and filled his rug sack with few necessities. The fewer things he'd have with him the fewer things would remind him of Salem and of Samantha. EJ couldn't stop moving to think about her for too long or he wouldn't be able to put himself back again some day.

The doorbell rang. EJ closed his eyes and refused to take notice. There were people to do just that, to notice and to open the door for the guests. It didn't matter to him that at that moment he was alone in the mansion. No one would miss him once he would be gone and he really didn't want to see the people in Salem gloat as he would run away with his tail between his legs. Nothing really mattered. He had lost her.

"I need to think about something else", EJ said to himself.
"And you need to learn to lock the front door if you don't want anyone to interrupt your discussions with yourself."
"Samantha?" EJ turned to see if his hearing was playing tricks with him.
"Yes, it's me EJ", Samantha said staring up to the heights, "Could you sit down please. My neck is killing me and I haven't slept at all last night. Staring you upwards makes the pain in my head worse." Her begging for his compassion didn't make his decision any easier.
"What are you doing here Samantha. You should be home with your fiancé and your son waiting for the babies to be born and planning for a dream wedding. Go back and put that ring back on your finger." His scolding could have arose her temper if she had not been so tired and if Stefano had not warned her.
"EJ don't, just don't. I have some questions that I need answered and I know you'll tell me the truth." For the first time in months EJ saw the absolute confidence and trust in her eyes when she looked at him.
"Unlike you think, I can take a no for an answer. It's something you still need to practice Samantha. I can't help you. Find someone else to do your bidding. I've had quite enough." EJ backed away from her and closed his rucksack. Seeing him ignore her cut her heart deep.
"Please EJ", Sami begged him to stay without saying the words.
"No. Goodbye Samantha. I wish all the happiness in the world for you", EJ said and walked pass her to the hallway. He turned to go down the stairs when he heard her say:
"It's about your father EJ."
"I don't care what Stefano has to say", EJ shouted back to her. He was on top of the stairs now.
"It's not about Stefano, It's about your real father EJ", Sami replied and followed EJ to the hallway only to see him turn quickly and lose his balance.
"EJ!" Sami screamed but it was too late. He fell down the stairs and laid still on the floor.