{A/N: Short Chapter...but more to come.}
Chapter 2: The DiMera Problem
John Black had been sitting the middle of Horton Square. He had hated to see Stefano get away with very much of anything as he had been nearly killed in that explosion a couple weeks ago and still the thought of revenge lingered in his mind. Marlena Evans-Black had been walking into the Brady pub at that very moment.
"John?" she said concerned as she walked over to him.
John Black looked up at her from his thoughts.
"Oh Hey Doc I didn't see you replied in that dry tone of his...he had always talked side ways when he spoke but this sideways had been more to the metaphor.
"That's because you were deep in thought." replied Marlena. "Mind if I try and guess."
John Black looked at her then sighed.
"Go ahead doc but you already know the answer." he said.
"Stefano DiMera." replied Marlena a little agitated by the name.
"You got it doc right on the money." replied John Black.
"You still want him to pay don't you?" asked Marlena already knowing the answer.
"DiMera has tried to ruin our lives at every turn!" said John Black getting enraged at the thoughts from the past. "They just let him walk away again and again while we live with the worry and fear of what he'll do next."
"I know that John...but running off and doing whatever you please only makes you the same kind of monster he is." reasoned Marlena. "That is not who you are John and I thank God for that...Stefano will get his but not at the cost of what makes us better."
John nodded.
"You're right Doc." he replied. "I guess it's just the frustration...I mean we had him and once again he just slips through our fingers.
"I know what you mean but we can not let him dictate our lives any more than he already has." said Marlena worried.
"I hear ya Doc...tell you what..." replied John Black "Let's just forget about DiMera for now and enjoy the day."
Marlena gave him a smile (her usual) and they headed into the pub together.