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.
~*John McBain's Apartment*~
"Todd, are you asking me to move in with you and your son?" Marty questioned with surprise.
"Yes, Marty, I've always cared for you, but I failed you. I promise if you give me a chance, I'll make everything up to you," he promised.
"I- I don't know..." she said as she looked down at the baby her arms. She stood up and carried Thad back over to his bassinet, gently laying him down. Todd stood up and followed her. He stood behind her, looking down at his precious child.
"Marty, please don't run from me... from us. Look at me please..." Todd prompted. Gently he turned her around in his arms.
"The whole time I was pregnant, I was going through hell. But you were there. You never left my side, even when your husband raised hell. You gave everything up for me," he said as he gazed into her eyes. "I need you, Marty. I love you."
"I couldn't just desert you, Todd. I... still have feelings for you... even after all this time."
"I know," he said as a gave her a little smile. "So, whattya say? Do you wanna move in with me and Thad? I'm not as cute as him, but I can make a wicked sandwich."
A tiny smile came to Marty's face at Todd's teasing words. "But look what John's sandwich did to you," Marty pointed out.
"Yeah, well, if you wanna get pregnant, Marty, I can think of other methods..." he said as passion flickered in his eyes. "Much, much better methods..."
"Ohhh yeah? You haven't even had sex in over eight years. You said so yourself."
"Well, I'm pretty sure everything's still in working order... and if it's not, we can keep manipulating it until it chooses to cooperate."
"Why don't we get started now?" Marty suggested.
"Get started with what? Moving? Making a sandwich? Or...?" Todd asked with sparkling eyes.
"All of that... but let's start with this," Marty said as she pulled him down into a kiss.
~*LaBoulie*~
Patrick Thornhart was a happy man now that he had his head back. He was sliding down the banister at LaBolie, whooping with joy. Not only had John McBain retrieved his head from a frozen chamber of Irene Manning's compound, but a recent paternity test had shown that he was the father of Blair's new baby. As his ass slid off the end of the banister, he sidled up to his gorgeous woman. "Blair ~ my dearest, all my dreams are coming true. My head has been retrieved with all my shaggy hair, and we are about to have a precious baby. What would you like to name our little one?" Patrick asked as he pulled Blair into his embrace.
"I was thinking if it's a little boy we might name him Patty Junior. And if it's a little girl how about Patricia Blair?" Blair suggested.
"Ohhh I love it. And just think, our precious child was created on horseback! What a story to tell our grandchildren!"
"Yes, and now that Jack's dead, we can decorate his room into a nursery!"
Patrick smiled. "Life is good, Blair. I need to go tell Patches all about this," Patrick said with excitement.
"He already knows, honey. We have been making love in his stall," Blair told him with smirk.
"Really? How was I to know? I didn't have a head!" exclaimed Patrick.
Suddenly Dorian and David came through the door with all the kids. "I'm exhausted," Dorian said with a heavy sigh as all the screaming children started running through the house.
"Ohhh Aunt Dorian, what's wrong?" Blair asked with concern.
"David made me pregnant again!"
All eyes settled onto David then, even Patrick's, considering he now had a head. "Don't look at me!" David cried out.
"David, you're like a wild bull in bed. The doctor said I am carrying another set of twins!" Dorian lamented.
"What will we name them? We are running out of names," David responded.
"I don't know. We'll come up with something. Perhaps we will let Dorie and Davey chose their sibling's names," suggested Dorian.
"Dorie! Davey, come 'ere!" David called out.
When the twins came running, David asked, "What would you like to name your new siblings?"
"That's easy. They should be called Dumb and Dumber," said Davey.
David and Dorian looked at each other and she slowly shook her head.
"If it's another little brother I think you should name him Damien Lucifer," Dorie said with a naughty smirk.
"Oooo I like that," Dorian said as she gave David a kiss.
"I'm scared," David said as he trembled.
"I once had a horse named Desdemona," Patrick spoke up. "She was a wild little filly."
"Ohhh David, I love it. Damien Lucifer and Desdemona! Such perfect names for our new little PERFECT set of twins!" Dorian said as she patted her tummy.
Blair too was rubbing her pregnant tummy. "How did you get pregnant, Mommy?" Sam asked as he tugged on Blair's hideous blouse.
"Uhhh well, Mommy likes riding the horses with Patrick..." Blair said as she gave Patrick a secret wink.
"Wanna go for a ride right now?" Patrick asked her as he started to lead her away.
~*The Manning Estate*~
After John found out Blair wasn't pregnant with his kid, he was relieved. As much as he loved baby Thad, he prefered to be one of those dads that only saw the kid on every other weekend or sometimes the holidays. He wasn't ready to be tied down with another kid. Now Blair was blissful with Patrick, and John felt left out. His roaming penis was longing once again for a little company. He fixed up a bunch of sandwiches and took them over to Tea DelGado who was still mourning her husband Victor.
Tea came to the door when John knocked. "Ohhh John," she gasped. "What brings you here?"
"Ohhh I heard that you and Blair broke up... and to be honest, I just broke up with her, too," John stated. "I thought you might be sad and lonely, so I brought you a plate of sandwiches."
"Mmmm... they look so good. Why don't you bring them in and we'll eat them together, one by one?" Tea said with excitement.
"Okay, and after we eat them, could I bend you over and eat you, too?" John asked her with a sexy smirk.
"Sure, why not?" Tea said as she lead him into the living room.
