Also, I'd like to note that I do not own ABC's One Life to Live or the characters and I will NOT be receiving any payment whatsoever for writing this story. It is intended for entertainment purposes only.
~*The Manning Estate*~
Blair flounced into the Manning Estate, eager to speak to Tea. "What's going on Blair?" Tea asked, seeing the urgency written all over Blair's face.
Blair held up a positive pregnancy test. "I'm pregnant!" Blair exclaimed.
"Well, don't look at me... I'm sure I didn't have anything to do with your condition," Tea said with a snort as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Tea!" Blair cried out, seeing the angry expression take over her lover's face.
"Ohhh so you didn't think your sexcapades wouldn't get back to me, huh, Blair? Come on! I heard all about your horse-sex, your stable sex, AND you coming out of John's McBain's office adjusting your skirt. You can't keep it from me!" Tea said in a gasp. "And now I have definite proof right there... in the form of your pregnancy test!"
"Alright, so I had sex with John... and Patrick... but dammit, Tea... I have needs!"
"I don't want to hear about you ... and your so-called NEEDS. Get the hell out of my house! Go to one of your men!" Tea yelled like a banshee.
"But I am not even sure which one fathered my baby!"
Tea let out a god-awful shout, pushing Blair toward the door. "It's probably John! He got Todd pregnant with just a sandwich!"
Tea opened the door and shoved Blair out into the cold. "Tea, does this mean we over?" Blair pouted.
~*Near the Minute-Man Motel*~
"Morris! Come here, my little precious!" Cutter called out as he was looking in the wooded area behind the Minute-Man Motel for his darling porcupine. It had been weeks since the porcupine had made his first killing. The recent deaths included Inez Salinger, Neela Patel, Rama and Vimal Patel, Mayor Flinn, Baz Moreau, and Felicia Evans. The police had been looking for Morris, but he hadn't been caught. After Jack Manning's death, his parents had put up a $200 reward for anyone who found Morris dead or alive. Todd said he would have made the reward money a bit more, but he figured that was about all Jack was worth.
Detective John McBain had been quoted in The Sun as saying, "We have been on the look-out for the murderous, hungry porcupine, but so far all he has done is kill some worthless and stupid citizens. I have a lot of cases here at the police station, including the loss of some dude's head. Gimme a break. I'll find that porcupine when I am damn good and ready."
Cutter was the only one who had been looking for Morris on an ongoing basis. He missed his little friend who was like a son to him. He couldn't believe that Morris had turned on him, biting off his nipple. He'd never be the same, but he still loved Morris and wanted to be a father to him.
Cutter stepped into the woods as he heard a rustling noise in the bushes. "Morris... is that you?" he called out.
He walked over toward the bushes and there sat Morris, staring at him with his beady little eyes. "Come here, baby. Come to Daddy... you know you want to..." Cutter coaxed.
Morris made a viscious animalistic sound and attached himself to Cutter's neck, biting him repeatedly. "Owww!" Cutter screamed in pain.
Cutter walked to the nearest tree and started humping it repeatedly, trying to throw Morris off. "Ohhh it hurts! It hurts! Someone make the pain go away!" Cutter yelled in agony.
Morris ripped out Cutter's throat, then went running off into the woods. The blood-thirsty porcupine was never seen again.
~*John McBain's Apartment*~
Todd was relaxing shirtless on John's couch, a half-eaten sandwich in his lap. Todd was startled out of his almost-sleep when Marty sat down beside him. When he jumped, his sandwich flew into the air. Marty caught it and gave it back to him.
"I thought you learned your lesson and stopped eating sandwiches at John's place," Marty remarked.
"I made that sandwich myself... and besides Dr. Lewis removed my artificial womb when Thad was born," stated Todd.
As if he had heard his name being mentioned, baby Thad started to whimper in his basinett. Marty went over and gently lifted the baby boy into her arms. Thad gurgled when he saw her and started waving his tiny arms.
"He's so adorable, Todd," Marty said with a smile as she hugged the little boy close.
"He probably thinks you're his mother..." Todd said as his eyes met Marty's across the room.
Marty didn't say anything as several minutes of silence passed. She came to sit down across from Todd, holding his son. "Sadly, my son doesn't have a mother. He only has two fathers. And John's never here. Some dad he turned out to be," Todd said, rolling his eyes.
"First he impregnates me... then I have his baby... but despite of all of that, he's NEVER around. Thad and I are moving out. I'm packing up my bags... and my son and I are getting our own apartment," Todd told Marty.
"Todd, you're a wonderful dad to Thad. You don't need John," Marty said gently as she looked down at the beautiful baby she was cuddling.
"But I need you, Marty. You've been there for me all along. Thad loves you. His little face lights up when he sees you. Would you be his mommy?" Todd questioned.
~*Llanview Police Department*~
After months of hard work, John had finally decoded Irene's disc. All of the woman's sinister secrets were now exposed, including the location of Patrick's Thornhart's head. "Eureka, I've found it!" John said with a shout. Finally, he could present Thornhart with his missing head which had been kept in a frozen underground chamber in the tunnels below Irene Manning's compound.
As he saved the data on his computer, he looked up to see Blair standing over him. "Blair, what's going on?" he questioned.
"I am pregnant. And I think the baby is yours."
"Ohhh no, not again!" John whined.
